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In this world there is evil |
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Murderers and thieves |
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Reprehensible scoundrels |
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Doing anything they please |
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But though these villains are heartless |
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And they show no remorse |
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Out to the west is a hero |
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On his giant iron horse |
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He rides valiantly through the desert |
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And he fights corruption everywhere |
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At night in a blaze of glory |
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He comes into town and he takes them down |
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Then rides off into the cold night air |
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He hears the cries of the helpless |
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And rushes in with force |
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Fiends may try but they can't run |
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From his massive iron horse |
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So when you think that you're done for |
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And you haven't got a prayer |
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Give a shout or a whistle |
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And the horseman will be there |
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He rides valiantly through the desert |
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And he fights corruption everywhere |
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At night in a blaze of glory |
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He comes into town and he takes them down |
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Then rides off into the cold night air |
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Don't cry, everything's going to be just fine |
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Your plight is soon to be removed |
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Tonight you can sleep with peace of mind |
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'Cause he'll come along and he'll right the wrong |
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That's been going on for you |
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He rides valiantly through the desert |
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And he fights corruption everywhere |
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At night in a blaze of glory |
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He comes into town and he takes them down |
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All the low-life scum will be on the run |
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He corrects their course on his iron horse and then |
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He rides |
