I was out in the wild
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Trying to catch some supper
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And bring it home to sweet mama..
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But when the pony headed back
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To our home valley..
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I knew I'd been gone too long:
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- And I crossed the Rock River the day before she died
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I reached home just afer dark..
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Looking for mama
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But she was nowhere on our land...
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So I kicked the frontdoor open
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Saw the rope above her
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And the shadow of the dirty gunman...
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- And I crossed the Rock River the day before she died
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I chased him through Arkansas
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From Texas to Missouri...
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He took me up north
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From Saint Antoine To Saint Louis
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He was haunted
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But I had the time
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I wanted him back
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To the scene of the crime
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- And he crossed the Rock River the day before he died...
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Well, we reached Rock River
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And we reached the other side...
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He looked back
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Kinda fraid for his life
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I pulled my trigger
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And I hitted him
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Right between the eyes
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And then I roped him up to mama
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To the roaches & the flys...
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Rock River Rock River
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Rock River Rock River
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Rock River
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Rock River
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