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Long hard trails underneath the texas sun |
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Rode into the town i was lookin' for some action |
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Drier than a cactus, had my back against the wall |
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Suckin' down the hooch, when i heard the stranger yell, "draw!" |
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Tried to do some talkin', but his hand was on his gun |
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I was quicker to the trigger, so now i'm on the run |
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No i'm an outlaw, running like the rest |
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No one buys my story, that i shot in self-defense |
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Outlaw, runnin' from the pack |
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Baby here they come, yeah they're breathin' down my back |
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Hi-ho silver, now they're comin' after me |
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Gotta keep movin' or they'll hang me from an old tree |
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Tell my wife and kids i'll see them when i can |
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Gotta keep movin' i am a wanted man |
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Tried to do some talkin' but his gun was at my head |
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Quicker to the trigger and i pumped him full of lead |
