| I’d been guarding my freedom
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| Like money in the bank downtown
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| But since I met you mama
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| Feeling like I oughta
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| Plant my feet and settle down
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| Paw Paw was a sore loser
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| He always threw his cards on the ground
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| We were wearing out our welcome
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| At the Old Cayucos Tavern
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| Now I am Ohio bound
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| Tell all, tell all, tell all the young outlaws
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| I’m hanging up my guns, I’m not taking the fall
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| Tell all, tell all, tell all the young outlaws
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| It was one last score, now I’m backing off
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| Let’s go mama
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| Take me home
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| Paid the tab at Black Hammock
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| Got a ticket out of New Orleans
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| Headed up the Mississippi
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| As far as it can get me
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| Do exactly what I please
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| Now little Joslyn’s a fireball
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| And her sister Jade is coming up gold
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| I’m drinking Coca-Cola
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| Up in Cuyahoga
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| It’s keeping me from getting old
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| Tell all, tell all, tell all the young outlaws
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| I’m hanging up my guns, I’m not taking the fall
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| Tell all, tell all, tell all the young outlaws
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| It was one last score, now I’m backing off
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| Let’s go mama
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| Take me home
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| Never saw it coming
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| Spent so long outrunning
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| Laws I should’ve obeyed
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| But sweet mama
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| I surrender
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| Take me home today
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| Tell all, tell all, tell all the young outlaws
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| I’m hanging up my guns, I’m not taking the fall
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| Tell all, tell all, tell all the young outlaws
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| It was one last score, now I’m backing off
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| Tell all, tell all, tell all the young outlaws
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| I’m hanging up my guns, I’m not taking the fall
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| Tell all, tell all, tell all the young outlaws
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| It was one last score, now I’m backing off
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| Let’s go mama
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| Take me home |