| Standing at the burning house
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| Memories going round
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| Of what he has done and what should be
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| Feels like falling down
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| Emotions keep on running wild
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| While loosing all around
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| Life seems like a tragedy
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| Lost what he had found
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| Packed up his belongings
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| Saddled up his horse
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| Left this town in agony
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| Left with this remorse
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| A gunman on his way to hell
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| The sun is going down
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| Has to do what must be done
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| Deadman on the run
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| Until the time has come
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| Had to carry on
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| Always on the run
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| Shadows of the past
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| It seems like a Deadman walkin'
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| His loneliness is more than pain
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| Drying out his heart
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| Former leader of the pack
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| Looking for a start
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| He used to work hard every day
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| Rugged and handsome pal
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| Salvation, it has crossed his way
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| With the one so hard to find
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| Time for joy has been so short
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| And good has changed to bad
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| Beloved wife died in a year
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| And took with her his lad
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| He don’t know what he’s fighting for
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| Glory and for fame
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| His past is buried in Lamar
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| The whole world is to blame
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| Until the time has come
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| Had to carry on
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| Always on the run
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| Shadows of the past
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| It seems like a Deadman…
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| All his life, all his pride
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| The bleeding never ends
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| All the shadows of the dead
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| Will get him now at last
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| He looks for reasons in the planes
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| Trouble is all he found
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| Just a man of circumstance
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| Gets back up the ground
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| The hangman has its bloody rope
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| Tied around his neck
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| The reaper is gonna have to wait
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| Your number is not up yet
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| Until the time has come
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| Had to carry on
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| Until the time has come
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| Shadows of the dead
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| Well, it seems like a Deadman walkin' |