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Well the stage was set |
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The sun was sinkin' low down |
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As they came to town to face another showdown |
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The lawmen cleared the people from the streets |
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All you blood-thirsty bystanders |
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Will you try to find your seats? |
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Watch'em duelin', Doolin-Dalton |
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High or low, it's all the same |
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Easy money and faithless women |
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You will never kill the pain |
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Go down, Bill Doolin, don't you wonder why |
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Sooner or later, we all have to die |
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Sooner or later, that's a stone-cold fact |
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Four men ride out and only three ride back |
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(Instrumental) |
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The Queen of Diamonds let you down |
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She was just an empty fable |
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The Queen of Hearts you say you never met |
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Your twisted fate has found you out |
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And it's finally turned the tables |
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Stole your dreams and paid you with regret |
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Desperado |
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(Is there gonna be anything left?) |
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(Is there gonna be anything?) |
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You sealed your fate up a long time ago |
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(Ain't if hard when you're all alone in the center ring?) |
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Now there's no time left to borrow |
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(Is there gonna be anything left?) |
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Only stardust |
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(Maybe tomorrow) |
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Maybe tomorrow |
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Maybe tomorrow |
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Desperado (Repeat and fade) |
