Remind me to tell you
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bout the old silver miner
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name of hard rock Pete
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had his house built on a slope
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They say one of his legs
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lived in Calico
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Ther's a rumour going round
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that the other lived in hope
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So I walked in the room
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and I stopped
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I turned around
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and looked over my shoulder
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And a voice close beside me said
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You'd better watch your head
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the party's over
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It wasn't long before
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the waitress came over and said
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Can I freshen up your drink
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and have you heard of these boys
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and if you feel included
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to buy some cowboy boots
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Well it's not that bad
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we can talk above the noise
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So I sucked on my beer
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Shut my eyes
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and tried to listen to the words
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I know I missed the meaning
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but the message
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was something I'd already heard
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Johnny Ringo's voice
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is getting deeper
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Somebody Stole My Guitar
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Deep Purple |