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Well the moon was more than we could hope for |
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We sure know a real good time |
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We'll take him up to the cottonwood |
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Nighttime creeping from behind |
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Green black box with whatever's inside |
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Sure that's the mountain line |
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Up in the canyon away from the river |
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Show him a real good time |
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Well maybe someday |
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I'll find what |
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I'm afterMaybe someday |
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I'll findAnd drag it away from my mind |
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One more mountain line |
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Will the blue affect him |
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Is the night too fine |
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Underneath the mountain line |
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Eyes that follow steppin' out the river |
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The fire's burning stronger with the rain |
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Well I don't throw myself in the water |
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Maybe someday |
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I'll find what |
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I'm afterAll it took me was a little understanding |
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And drag it away from the mine |
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One more mountain line |
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Before I learned to move with the flame |
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Maybe someday |
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I'll find |
