| On the night they killed Faye Tucker
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| I was gambling away my last dime
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| Yeah well I pulled down the lever
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| And I sent up a prayer
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| That my luck would not be denied
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| My luck would not be denied
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| So roll out the head of Faye Tucker
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| Yeah well never you mind what they say
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| Well you may be reborn
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| But it’s all just for scorn
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| And that’s what you’ll take to the grave
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| That’s what you’ll take to the grave
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| Well the minister wants you to live now
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| And the governor wants you to fry
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| And whatever it was that you thought might occur
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| Well they got something else on their minds
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| They got something else on their minds
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| If you live they gonna make you a campaigner
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| (if you live they gonna make you a campaigner)
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| If you die they gonna make you a grave
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| (if you die they gonna make you a grave)
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| Either way it goes down
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| (either way it goes down)
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| Your life’s not your own
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| And that’s why killin' don’t pay
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| (hey your life’s not your own)
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| That’s why killin' don’t pay
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| Oh oh oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| I thought I heard the angels bells
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| But they were just the hounds of hell
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| I thought I heard the angels bells
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| But they were just the hounds of hell
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| What did you learn Faye Tucker
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| Yeah what will you take from this world
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| Yeah well mercy could prove us
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| But nothing would move us
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| To rise above just being cruel
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| To rise above just being cruel |