| Me and Billy roofers of houses
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| Met at the Louisville union hall
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| It was like I found my long lost brother
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| We drank like fish and worked like dogs
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| Lookin back I knew he d get me in trouble
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| But I didn' t have too many friends
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| Runnin' up and down that Dixie highway
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| We thought the good times would never end
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| Down that long black highway
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| There’s a deep dark hole
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| Down that long black highway
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| There’s a lot of things you’ll never know
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| We chased women and we chased whiskey
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| From the Gulf up to Ohio
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| Then one night we ran out of money
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| We robbed us an all night Texaco
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| Right in there I guess the friendship ended
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| That s where the good times fell apart
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| I remember screamin' at Billy
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| You shoulda let that kid alone shoulda drove off in the dark
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| Down that long black highway
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| There’s a deep dark hole
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| Down that long black highway
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| There’s a lot of things you’ll never know
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| Well we pulled off on a back road
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| I thought to think about what we’d done
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| I got out, took a leak and lit a smoke
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| But now im wishin' I had run
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| Cuz billy always was a mean one
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| And he was stoned on out of his head
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| Well I guess he quit shootin'
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| When he thought that I was dead
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| Gone down that long black highway
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| There’s a deep dark hole
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| Down that long black highway
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| There’s a lot of things you’ll never know
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| I woke up sometime around daylight
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| But I didn' t live long after that
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| I was taken back up to the highway
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| By a ghost he was wearin' a Texaco hat
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| Now me and that kid we haunt that stretch of highway
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| We go see Billy from time to time
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| You know Billy always acted a little bit crazy
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| But now he 's done gone plumb out of his mind
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| Gone down that long black highway
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| There’s a deep dark hole
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| Down that long black highway
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| There’s a lot of things you’ll never know |