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Hey Patty Garrett that's what I used to call you |
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They tell me you want me but I hear they've got you |
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They made you a lawman with a badge made of silver |
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They paid you some money to sell them my blood |
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But you say this ain't about me, this ain't about you |
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Or the good and the bad times we've both been through |
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When the lines between brothers and justice have changed |
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You do what you've got to cause you can't walk away |
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I wonder what would have happened |
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If you were the killer |
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And I was the hero |
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Would things be the same |
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Or would I have traded |
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Your life for my own life |
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Would I have paid |
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Your debts in your place, I don't know |
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But this ain't about me, this ain't about you |
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Or the good and the bad times we've both been through |
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When the lines between brothers and justice have changed |
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You do what you've got to cause you can't walk away |
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Blood money |
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That's what I call it |
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'Cause money for blood ain't no fair exchange |
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Blood money |
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Bought and then sold you |
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But your conscience is all you can take to your grave |