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THE ROPE AND THE COLT
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(Hassein/Shaper)
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I seek the man who killed my friend
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and when we meet my life may end
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my life depends upon my gun
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and my gun spells hope in the land where the rope and the colt are
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king
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I swore a vow on my dyin' breath
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to ride a trail that ends in death
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and death could strike with a frightening jolt of a lightning bolt in
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the land where the rope and the colt are king
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But oh my darlin' if I should die
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there's not a soul who will ever know that I loved you so was the
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reason why
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guitar solo
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The days are dust and the nights are black
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but oh my darlin' if I get back
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I'll trade my gun for a weddin' ring
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and I'll turn my hand to the land where the rope and the
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colt.......are king
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THE ROPE AND THE COLT
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| Scott Walker |
