| There was a showdown at high noon reputations on the line
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| It was the good guys and the bad guys I was eight and he was nine
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| And I forgot to keep my back to the wall in Dodge that day
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| And from somewhere behind me I heard him say
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| «That's one you owe me I let you slide
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| I can’t back shoot a buddy it goes against my pride
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| So like two desperados we’ll ride off in the sun
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| But just remember you owe me one»
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| It was high school and football on two different teams
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| I was good but he was better than I would ever be
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| And when I finally crossed the goal line ahead of him that day
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| As the crowd was goin' wild I heard him say
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| «That's one you owe me I let you slide
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| I can’t back shoot a buddy it goes against my pride
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| So like two desperados we’ll ride off in the sun
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| But just remember you owe me one»
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| She was long and lean and pretty and soon to be his bride
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| When she strayed into my arms one day with lovin' on her mind
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| Well I was almost tempted by her soft touch and her sigh
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| But the next time I saw him I could look him in the eye
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| That’s one you owe me I let you slide
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| I can’t back shoot a buddy it goes against my pride
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| So like two desperados we’ll ride off in the sun
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| But just remember you owe me one
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| That’s one you owe me I let you slide
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| I can’t back shoot a buddy it goes against my pride
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| So like two desperados we’ll ride off in the sun
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| But just remember you owe me one |