| See the moon, see it shining
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| Said the man behind the wheel
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| Upon a mountain, steady rolling,
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| Street truck driving man.
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| He was riding on that lonesome
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| Long forgotten track.
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| By his side sat a young woman,
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| Hitched her riders down the road.
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| And she was smoking a cigarette
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| Talking all out off her head.
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| And she was riding on that lonesome
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| Long forgotten track.
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| They rode along through that moonlit night,
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| Singing songs about their long lost love.
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| And it was just about that time the man said,
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| This is as far as you go.
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| And he was riding on that lonesome
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| Long forgotten track.
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| Gotta make a turn, just down that road
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| Said the man as he waved goodbye.
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| And then he rode off into the night
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| Sparks and flames running wild.
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| She was riding on that lonesome
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| Long forgotten track.
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| And the wolves, they started howling
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| And the moon turned cherryred.
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| Oh and it was too late, as she met her fate
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| Down in El Diablo land.
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| She was riding home at the lonesome
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| Long forgotten track.
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| She was riding home at the lonesome
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| Long forgotten track.
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| She was riding on that lonesome
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| Long forgotten track. |