| Down from the mountains word would come
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| We would soon move to Oregon
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| Pulled from the ground of yesterday
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| Sell everything and move away
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| But it wasn’t what we thought
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| And we rode the horse that Bud bought
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| We took that trip again, my friend
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| Ten of us formed a family
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| Jimmy and Jesus under siege
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| Follow the leader it would go
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| Stuck in a twisted puppet show
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| But it wasn’t what we thought
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| And we rode the horse that Bud bought
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| We took that trip again, my friend
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| But it wasn’t all for naught
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| Living in the house that Bud bought
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| We learned so very much back then
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| It was a burning bush of hungry souls
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| Trying to follow what our hearts were told
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| But a novice played upon our fears
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| And the whole thing screwed us up for years
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| We untied a holy knot
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| And we rode the horse that Bud bought
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| Prophecy came and we were gone
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| We would soon move from Oregon
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| Turning their backs on yesterday
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| Some of the others fell away… |