| It was a wildcat of a hot night the stars were ripping holes in the sky
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| The crickets in the thicket clicked quicker every minute popping like a 4th of
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| July
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| On a tall paint pony on a bolt of white light rode a fire eyed medicine-man
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| He said my name is Jerome and you’re standing' in my home
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| Hounting was a song that he sang
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| He said the salt from my tears made a mountain so high
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| The moon had to jump to get over
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| I was cheated and beat but I never denied
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| The sun’s my daddy and the earth is my mama
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| Wanderin' ghosts you made my tribe and my bride
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| Their prayers filled my ears as they fell
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| Then you drug me through the gutter till it hurt like hell
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| But if you think I look bad bud you better check out yourself
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| He said your bad dreams spinning in my mama’s head
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| You strapped the foul breathed wolf to the back
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| You ride a steel horse racing toward a rainbow’s end
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| While her seas and her rivers run black
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| He said look what you done to her native son
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| Buddy look what you did to her skies
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| You trap her power and her glory in your company funds
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| But your prophets only make me cry
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| He said boy can’t you se that you’re part of the planet
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| No less or more than the sea of the granite
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| She tries to give you all her love still you just want to ride her
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| What will you give for your last cup of water
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| What kind of price will you put on your brother
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| What are the secrets of your sould she’s keepin' deep down inside her
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| Unless you really wanna know don’t ask Geronimo
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| Unless you really wanna know don’t ask Geronimo |