| The young man stands on the edge of his porch
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| The days were short and the father was gone
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| There was no one in the town and no one in the field
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| This dusty barren land had given all it could yield
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| I’ve been kicked off my land at the age of sixteen
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| And I have no idea where else my heart could have been
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| I placed all my trust at the foot of this hill
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| And now I am sure my heart can never be still
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| So collect your courage and collect your horse
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| And pray you never feel the same kind of remorse
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| Seal my heart and brake my pride
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| I’ve nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
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| Align my heart, my body, my mind
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| To face what I’ve done and do my time
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| Well you are my accuser, now look in my face
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| Your opression reeks of your greed and disgrace
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| So one man has and another has not
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| How can you love what it is you have got
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| When you took it all from the weak hands of the poor?
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| Liars and thieves you know not what is in store
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| There will come a time I will look in your eye
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| You will pray to the God that you always denied
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| Then I’ll go out back and I’ll get my gun
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| I’ll say, «You haven’t met me, I am the only son»
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| Seal my heart and brake my pride
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| I’ve nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
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| Align my heart, my body, my mind
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| To face what I’ve done and do my time
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| Seal my heart and brake my pride
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| I’ve nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
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| Align my heart, my body, my mind
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| To face what I’ve done and do my time
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| Yes sir, yes sir, yes it was me I know what I’ve done, cause I know what I’ve seen
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| I went out back and I got my gun
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| I said, «You haven’t met me, I am the only son» |