I've taken a hit or two
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I've given quite a few
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I swing my firsts and the cities all fall
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I've broken a law
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I reckon I only missed a few
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I watch these long days pass through the bars
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I curse the brass
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I've had a cracked rib or two
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I guess I've busted more
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I've laid a couple out on the coolin' board
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Sometimes you walk the line
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And sometimes it walks you
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You get quick to anger
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Quick to put a knife up to another man's throat
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I cannot still the hell that's in these hands
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When they came to take me
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I didn't fight just let them win
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A man died in my cell
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Damn the guards sure gave me hell
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I'd love to see them horsemen ride
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So law and order stand aside
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Oh this woman and gin, woman and gin
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Go together like the devil and sin
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Her legs are like wheat her lips are like wine
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Gonna meet her at the end of the county line
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JAILBREAK
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JAILBREAK
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Tonight bring on the floodlights
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Boys! (Yeah!) Fetch the shovel!
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Boys! (Yeah!) Post the lookout!
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Coppers! You'll never catch us! (That's right!)
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Ladies, we're coming home tonite!
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Cause in a few more yards we'll reach the line
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And meet up with a friend of mine
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The dogs are comin' swift and mean
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But I'm hungrier than they have ever been
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JAILBREAK
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JAILBREAK
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Tonight bring on the floodlights
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Sometimes The Line Walks You
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| Murder By Death |
