| Oh, you lost yourself in a western state
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| And you hang yourself in a poor man’s grave
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| Oh, boy, they’ll look right through ya
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| In a caravan down the broken lane
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| Working nine-to-seven just to stake your place
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| But I believe there is the right course for ya
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| You just one in a million, I had in years
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| Have you ever felt the mercy of the western state?
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| The western state, yeah
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| Have you ever felt the mercy of the western state?
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| The western state, yeah
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| Have you ever felt the mercy of the western state?
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| And you lived your life like a house of cards
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| You’re on the edge of your seat just to match your past
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| Oh, boy, oh, boy, just can’t deceive ya
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| You just one in a million, I had in years
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| Have you ever felt the mercy of the western state?
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| The western state, yeah
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| Have you ever felt the mercy of the western state?
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| The western state, yeah
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| Have you ever felt the mercy of the western state?
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| Woah
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| Woah
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| Let me hear you low
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| Back on your course
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| Woah, now
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| Let me hear you low
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| Back on your course, mm
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| Working nine-to-seven just to state your place
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| Have you ever felt the mercy of the Western State?
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| And you played your life like a house of cards
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| Have you ever felt the mercy of the Western State?
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| Yeah, let me hear you feel low
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| That’s the outlaw goes, oh yeah
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| Well, let me hear you feel low
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| That’s the outlaw goes, mm |