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We made Oklahoma a little after 3 |
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Randy, his brother |
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Bob and my old |
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GMC We had some moonshine whisky |
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And some of |
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Bob's homegrown |
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We were so messed up we didn't know |
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If we were drunk or stoned |
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Randy was a sad-sack, tall kinda frail |
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Bob was a raving maniac, crazy in the head |
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They been kicked out of high school several years ago |
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For pushin over port-a-cans at the 4- |
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H rodeo Since then they've done their little dance |
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Right outside the law |
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Popped twice in |
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Oklahoma, once in |
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Arkansas And |
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I don't know what possessed me |
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To want to tag along |
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Cause I was raised a |
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Christian |
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And I knew right from wrong |
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CHORUS: Right or wrong, black or white |
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Cross the line your gonna pay |
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In the dawn before the light |
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Live and die by the shades of gray |
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We stole two |
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Charolais heifers from |
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Randy's sweetheart's paw |
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Sold them at the livestock sale |
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Outside of |
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Wichita We got $900 and never did suspect |
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The world of hurt we'd be in once |
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We cashed that check |
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Next day we heard the story |
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On the local radio |
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Made our plans that very night |
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To go to Mexico |
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I swear we would have made it |
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If it wasn't for that shine |
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I got sick about the time we crossed |
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That Kansas line |
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CHORUS I was layin in the bar ditch |
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Prayin I would die |
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When a light come on above us |
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And a voice come from the sky |
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A half a dozen unmarked cars |
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Came screeching to a halt |
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They grabbed bob, he started screamin |
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It was all my fault |
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There were men and dogs |
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And helicopter buzzin all around |
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They had the brothers on the |
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Pickup hood and me down on the ground |
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Bob flew all to pieces but randy he |
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Held tight when a black man in a |
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Suit and tie stepped out into the light |
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He told his men to turn us loose |
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They put down their guns |
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He said these are just some |
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Sorry kids, they ain't the ones |
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CHORUS They left us by the roadside |
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Down hearted and alone |
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Randy got behind the wheel |
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Said boys |
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I'm going home |
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We turned around to face our fate |
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HUNGOVER but alive on that |
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Mornin in late |
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April, Oklahoma, 1995 |
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CHORUS |
