I wonder when the summer started smellin' so bad
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He woke up one morning and it seemed that way
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He thought of that woman and it got him so mad
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-- had to hold him to keep him away
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There had to be something he could do about this
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Then the feeling came on him like a shot
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As soon as the woman -- taken
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From me every last thing I got
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Tell me, where do we go from here
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Tell me, where do we go from here
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There ain't no more pioneers
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And the pain is so clear
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His heart is beating fast as a child's
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Those voices from his past, they were calling
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They were saying what they always
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do to get him more riled
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He opens the door and starts falling
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Then the call comes through on 9-1-1
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And got him --, just another day baby
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Then this woman starts screaming that he's got a gun
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He's gonna blow her and her children all away
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Can you tell me, where do we go from here
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Tell me, where do we go from here
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There ain't no more pioneers
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And the pain is so clear
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Policemen are down in the parking lot
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And they'll come running, baby
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when they hear the first shot
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They're gonna kick down the door
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and hear it ring twice
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Here's your one last chance
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to do somethin' nice
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Can you tell me, where do we go from here
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Tell me, where do we go from here
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There ain't no more pioneers
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And the pain is so clear
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I wonder when the summer started
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I wonder when the summer started
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I wonder when the summer started
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Smellin' so bad, baby
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No More Pioneers
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| Patty Griffin |
