| Pick me up softly, I don’t know the shape that I’m in
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| I dropped through the windows and down through the buildings
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| And up to the front door again
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| There was a gunfight out in the moonlight
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| To settle the matters at hand
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| So pick me up stranger, pick me up softly
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| I don’t know the shape that I’m in
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| And I did my best with my time in the West
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| And I tried not to leave anyone in distress
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| And I have stood tall yeah and I never lied
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| That’s a lie
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| But I surely tried
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| To do everything I could do right
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| Pick me up softly, I don’t know how much I’ve been hurt
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| One bullet missed me, the other one kissed me
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| And left me to die in the dirt
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| I killed every last man that shot down my Suzanne
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| It’s over whatever it’s worth
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| So pick me up stranger, pick me up softly
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| I don’t know how much I’ve been hurt
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| Repeat chorus
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| Pick me up softly, I don’t know long I have left
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| Oh I am not hurtin', but death is a-certain
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| There’s a bullet that lays in my chest
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| I’m flooded with memories and people and sweet dreams
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| And words to my favourite songs
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| And I’ll buy the last round if you lay my head down
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| And sing one for me when I’m gone
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| Repeat chorus |