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[ti:Neveda City Serenade] |
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[ar:Mischief Brew] |
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[al:The Stone Operation] |
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Where did you come from and where do you go? |
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The rattlers are still and the ashes are cold. |
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The stage, it is empty; the Union Halls, dark. |
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And the lights are so bright that I can't see the stars. |
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Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By |
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Where the dead they are laughing, singin' and spillin' their wine. |
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Seattle to Spokane, Missoula to Butte: |
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The spare-changer's stories so boring and true. |
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Now the world ain't so lonesome without you around. |
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Hey, tell me, where can you camp where you can't hear a sound? |
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Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By |
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Where the dead they are laughing, singin' and spillin' their wine. |
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Oh, the stories we'll tell on our last and long ride |
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Where the dead they are laughing, singin' and spillin' their wine. |
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Now that God's gone and the Devil's in a hole, |
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It's Aces, Straights, Flushes with Johnny and Joe. |
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No masters, no Yard Bulls to chase a boy down. |
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He's gone to where the bums go when they're run out of town. |
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Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By |
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Where the dead they are laughing, singin' and spillin' their wine. |
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Say "So Long" to the rails, from the sage to the pine, |
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While the dead they are laughing, singin' and spillin' their wine. |
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Oh, the stories we'll tell on our last and long ride |
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Where the dead they are laughing, singin' and spillin' their wine. |
