| Shane and Dixie they were two-bit crooks
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| They wanted to be famous like you read in books
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| Shane had the brain and Dxie had the looks for glory
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| As a bank robber Shane really hadn’t got a clue
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| He’d end up likely at the end of a noose
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| Which was fine by Shane if the papers could use the story
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| Fame and love, fame and love
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| Fame and love will never die
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| Shane said to Dixie, we’re getting nowhere
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| But I’ve a fine idea if you love me, swear
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| We’ll be household names if we only dare, forever
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| Here’s two bullets in my old carbine
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| One is yours and the other is mine
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| Then we’ll be happy till the end of time together
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| She screams, she swears
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| She tears her hair
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| Saying, Shane this time
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| You’ve lost your mind
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| Shane took aim with the 16-bore
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| And Dixie lay dying down there on the floor
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| Shane was shaken but his purpose was more inspired
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| Shane said, Lord what have I done
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| But this victory is only halfway won
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| Then he put the barrel underneath his tongue and fired
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| They found the bodies when the neighbours complained
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| Shane was all over the walls like paint
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| Dixie looked bad but her heart beat faint but surely
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| Well they saved her life, they were just in time
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| And she turned her back on a life of crime
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| And she married the man who came to type out her story
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| O the news of the screws most generously gave
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| The money helped to pay for Shane’s new grave
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| And it looked so fine till the vandals sprayed it over
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| Time went by and the weeds grew high
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| And hid Shane’s grave from the curious eye
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| And maybe that’s why we forget those lines he told her
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