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Our prayers meet the skies
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Endless explosions scorch our eyes
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With every flash a screaming face is frozen in time
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Here we are again boys together as men
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From different shires our different paths converge at the end
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At the Last Chance Saloon history is a moment away
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At the Last Chance Saloon
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A hundred-to-one we’ll meet again
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The twilight is our own
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A moment of repose
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A time to turn our thoughts to patient minds left at home
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What price liberty - 50 million will never see
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Beyond this pastoral graveyard what lies waiting for me?
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At the Last Chance Saloon history is a moment away
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At the Last Chance Saloon
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A hundred-to-one we’ll meet again
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LAST CHANCE SALOON
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| Captain Soul |
