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I got to tell you |
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You got to take that gun back |
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Cuz these things that |
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I been shooting at are getting all too real |
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Don't want to hurt nobody, but |
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I keep on aiming closer |
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Don't think that |
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I can keep it feeling like |
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I feel Ray |
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I know I told you |
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That I'd keep it for you |
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I know I said |
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I trusted me with it more than you |
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But something happened last night that made me reconsider |
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I need you to drive out here and relieve me of it too |
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I figured after forty years, |
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I wouldn't still be having nightmares |
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You'd think that now that we're older, that war would finally be over |
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Ray, I'm in my sixties and the nights ain't getting shorter |
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Only my patience and checkbook and fuse |
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Ray I got to tell you |
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You got to come take that gun back |
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Cuz these things that |
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I been shooting at are getting all too real |
