Yeah, hey, I've seen the Bad Lands
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I've held a whirlwind in my hand
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Slept in the center
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Whiskey has washed away the sand, yeah
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Gamblers who cheated and sheriffs who lied
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The last thing they saw from the death that they died
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Was my Smokin' 45, my smokin' 45
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Ten thousand dollars, that's what I'm worth dead or alive
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Six loaded chambers, ten men rode up not one survived
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They got my name on the telegraph wire
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Dead men's faces and a gun that's for hire
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Gamblers who cheated and Sheriffs who lied
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The last thing they saw from the death that they died
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Was my smokin' 45, my smokin' 45, yeah
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I'm riding south to the Mexico line
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Posse behind me and they're making good time
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Men with vendetta's, who shouldn't have tried
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To reach for quick fame with a gun at their side
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Against my smokin' 45, my smokin' 45, my smokin' 45
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I'm talking about my smokin' 45
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My smokin' 45, smokin' 45, smokin' 45
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Gonna get you, can depend my friend
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Gonna get you, dead or alive
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My smokin', smokin', smokin' 45, yeah
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Smokin' 45
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| Bad Company |
