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All I can hear is the wind shouting though the forest |
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All I can hear is the song as she's shining |
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I wish I was home but I'm lost |
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They say she's waiting by the Natchez Trace |
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In all her silver thread and coal black lace |
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When she put you in your resting place |
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Would you take my gold or leave my soul unscathed |
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All I can hear is the howling wind and a haunting woman I know |
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'Cause all the angels in heaven and the devils in hell |
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I think I'm caught in this rock and roll |
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When she's waiting by the Natchez Trace |
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In all her silver thread and coal black lace |
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When she put you in your resting place |
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Would you take my gold or leave my soul unscathed |
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You got to leave me alone |
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You got to leave me alone |
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You got to leave me alone |
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Oh no, no, no |
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If the woman don't get ya the snakes will |
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And this road is so long and so dark and so cool |
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She's one bad woman, one mad woman |
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Waiting for me, get your hands off me |
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And she's waiting by the Natchez Trace |
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In all her silver thread and coal black lace |
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When she put you in your resting home |
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No, no, no, no |
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Oh no, she's one bad woman |
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You got to leave me alone |
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You got to leave me alone |
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She's one bad woman |
