| She broke down, on a highway
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| Miles from nowhere, it had no number
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| She was lost, a long way from home
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| She was fed up with the routine
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| She got trouble with her man
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| She blew town with a vengeance
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| Painted desert, peyote rain
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| Lord, don’t let me go insane
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| Skinwalker, skinwalker
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| Who am I, who are you
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| I was only passing through
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| Skinwalker, skinwalker
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| A strange encounter to be sure
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| He was wicked he was pure
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| Hear him calling, he’s calling for you
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| Come with me into the mystic
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| Come with me into the night
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| We can live, live forever
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| Painted desert, peyote rain
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| Lord, don’t let me go insane
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| Skinwalker, skinwalker
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| Through your eyes I can see
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| You have left your mark on me
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| Skinwalker, skinwalker
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| Painted desert, peyote rain
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| Lord, don’t let me go insane
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| Skinwalker, skinwalker
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| He takes you to a sacred place
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| And drinks a tear off your face
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| Skinwalker, skinwalker
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| Talk to the spirits
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| Talk to the wind
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| Skinwalker, skinwalker
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| Ceremony of the Cloud People |