| She was striking like a Viking in the night
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| Held herself together in the heat of the fight
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| Took me prisoner, captive till the morning light
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| When I woke she was nowhere in sight
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| But it’s not good luck
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| I don’t believe in good luck
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| And I ain’t no miracle
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| And it’s not true love
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| I don’t believe in true love
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| Maybe it was just my time
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| Maybe she was sent from up above
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| Maybe it was just one night
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| Of good luck and true love
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| Good luck and true love
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| She was smoking like the barrel of a well-known gun
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| Any he hope that she could hit him dead, red on the run
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| Had 'em on the edge of their seats every night
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| Now I’m the only cowboy locked in her sight
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| But it’s not good luck
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| I don’t believe in good luck
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| And it ain’t no miracle
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| And it’s not true love
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| I don’t believe in true love
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| Maybe it was just my time
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| Maybe she was sent from up above
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| Maybe it was just one night
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| Of good luck and true love
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| Good luck and true love
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| She was helpless like a fairytale tied to the tracks
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| Trying to comment, there was no time to react
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| Broke her flyin', I was quick and skilled with the blade
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| Train whistle blowing as I pulled her away
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| But it’s not good luck
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| I don’t believe in good luck
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| And it ain’t no miracle
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| And it’s not true love
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| I don’t believe in true love
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| Maybe it was just my time
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| Maybe she was sent from up above
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| Maybe it was just one night
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| Of good luck and true love
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| Good luck and true love
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| Good luck and true love
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| Good luck and true love |