| The queen of diamonds let you down,
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| She was just an empty fable
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| The queen of hearts you say you never met
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| Your twisted fate has found you out
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| And it' fin’lly turned the tables
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| Stole your dreams and paid you with regret
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| Desperado
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| (Is there gonna be anything left, is there gonna be anything?)
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| You sealed your fate up a long time ago
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| (Ain't it hard when you’re all alone in the center ring?)
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| Now there’s no time left to borrow
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| (Is there gonna be anything left?)
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| Only stardust
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| (Maybe tomorrow)
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| Maybe tomorrow
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| Maybe tomorrow
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| Desperado
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| Desperado
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| Well the stage was set the sun was sinkin' low down
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| As they came to town to face another showdown
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| The lawmen cleared the people from the streets
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| «All you blood -thirsty bystanders, will you try to Find your seats?»
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| Watch 'em duelin'
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| Doolin-Dalton
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| High or low, it's all the same
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| Easy money and faithless women
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| You will never kill the pain
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| Go down, Bill Doolin, don’t you wonder why |