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These chords are old but we shake hands |
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'Cause I believe that they're the good guys |
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We can use all the help we can |
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So many minor chords outside |
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I fell in love with the sound |
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Oh I love to sing along with you |
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We got tunes we kicked around some |
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We got a bucket that the tunes go through |
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Babe we both had dry spells, |
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hard times in bad lands |
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I'm a good man |
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for ya, I'm a good man |
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Last night there was a horse in the road |
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I was twisting in the hairpin |
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My hands held on my mind let go |
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And back to you my heart went skipping |
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I found the inside of the road |
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Thought about the first time that I met you |
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All those glances that we stole |
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Sometimes, if you want them then you've got to |
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Babe we both had dry spells, |
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hard times in bad lands |
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I'm a good man |
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for ya, I'm a good man |
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They shot a Western south of here |
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They had him cornered in a canyon |
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And even his horse had disappeared |
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They said it got run down by a bad, bad man |
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You're not a good shot but I'm worse |
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And there's so much where we ain't been yet |
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So swing up on this little horse |
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The only thing we'll hit is sunset |
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Babe we both had dry spells, |
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hard times in bad lands |
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I'm a good man |
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for ya, I'm a good man |
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Babe we both had |
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Babe we both had |
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Baby we both had |
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Babe we both had |
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You and I both had |
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Babe we both had |
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Babe we both had |
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Babe we both had dry spells, |
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hard times in bad lands |
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I'm a good man |
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for ya, I'm a good man |
