| I went to Denver
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| Late last fall
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| I went to do my job
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| Yeah I didn’t break any law
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| We worked a hippie place
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| Like many in our land
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| They couldn’t bust the place
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| And so they got the band
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| 'Cause the police in Denver
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| No, they don’t want none of them long hairs hanging around
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| And that’s the reason why
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| They want to tear Canned Heat’s reputation down
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| You people in Denver
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| Will know what I mean
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| Yeah, the things I’m gonna tell ya
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| Yeah, you’ve all heard and seen
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| You remember when a cop on the beat
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| Used to rob and steal
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| Today they’re gone, but the others get it on
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| So you know just how I feel
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| 'Cause the police in Denver
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| Lord, they don’t want none of them long hairs hanging around
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| And that’s the reason why
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| They try to tear Canned Heat’s reputation down
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| Yeah, they try to tear it down, boy
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| They ain’t gonna do it though
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| Let me tell you this just one more time
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| Just one more thing I wanna tell ya
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| Before I go
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| It’s a shame the Man in Denver
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| Has to lie and mistreat people so
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| Now six months ain’t no sentence
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| One year ain’t no time
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| When I hear from one to ten
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| It worries my troubled mind
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| 'Cause the police in Denver
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| Lord, don’t want no long hairs around
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| And that’s the reason why
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| They try to tear Canned Heat’s reputation down |