| They closed the road to Laramie
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| Slowly it came rain then snow then ice
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| I killed my engine and paced outside
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| Out in the soft gray light
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| Oh, oh, oh, no turning back
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| I called my doctor on his cell
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| The call went straight to voicemail
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| Oh, oh, oh, I thought of you
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| I called my doctor on his cell
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| The call went straight to voicemail
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| Oh, oh, oh, I thought of you
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| When I was stung by a scorpion
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| You crushed up some tobacco leaf for me
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| Pulled out from your Red Man pouch
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| Tthe Sioux had taught you all you knew
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| Oh, oh, oh, I do believe it’s true
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| Oh, oh, oh, I do believe it’s true
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| They cut you down with a single shell
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| A winchester «Double L»
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| Your switchblade fell and caught the light
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| Massacres are disguised as battles all the time
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| I do believe it’s true, oh, oh, oh
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| I do believe it’s true, oh, oh, oh |