To the sound of shotgun fire
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he rides into the horizon and disappears
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like a ghost in the night
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like a shadow without a place to find some peace
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He's on the run
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He is a real son of a gun
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But there's no turning back
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He's a wanted man
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a long way from home
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He's a wanted man
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His name is Young Blood
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On a trail to the shady land
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And he's hunted by the lawman right behind
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He tried to prove his innocence
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But all he got was another bounty on his head
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On the run
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He is a real son of a gun
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But there's no turning back
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He's a wanted man
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a long way from home
|
He's a wanted man
|
His name is Young Blood
|
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He's a wanted man
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a long way from home
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He's a wanted man
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His name is Young Blood
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Wanted Man
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| Iron Fire |
