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Look up on the wall baby, hand me down my shootin' iron |
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Look up on the wall baby, hand me down my shootin' iron |
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Call your mother long distance, tell her to expect your body home |
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If the city won't bury you baby, |
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I believe the county will |
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If the city won't bury you baby, |
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I believe the county will |
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You've made your last mistake, you're goin' way out on |
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Boot HillLord, |
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I don't wanna whacks you baby, 'cause you gave me my first thrill |
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Lord, I don't wanna hurt you woman, 'cause you gave me my first thrill |
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You did me so wrong baby, you're goin' out on |
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Boot Hill |
