old friend
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your horse is ready to ride when morning comes
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from this church town where damning rumors drip from holy tongues
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it won't go away
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it won't go away
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it won't go away
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fever to find the scapegoat fast and fix the blame
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i know you never meant to leave the way you came
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it won't go away
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it won't go away
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it won't go away
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looking down from that stain glass steeple
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they'll never know why you had to run
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ride as fast as you can
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they're shooting to kill
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x4
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Suspect Fled The Scene
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| Pedro The Lion |
