| With the horses that you ride
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| And the feelings left inside
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| Comes a time you need to leave all that behind
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| Well they claim they’d like to know
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| Anyone could let it go
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| And the people gather 'round for the last show
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| Well there is a reward
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| To live and die by the sword
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| Well they tried to complicate you
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| But you left it all behind
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| All worldly possessions
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| Are left for recollection
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| And finally it’s all gone
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| They’re releasing all the hounds
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| What is lost can still be found
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| When you hop up off your feet, you’re on the ground
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| Well there’s some who choose to run
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| Following the setting sun
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| And now it seems the journey has begun
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| Well there is a reward
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| To live and die by the sword
|
| Well they tried to complicate you
|
| But you left it all behind
|
| All worldly possessions
|
| Are left for recollection
|
| And finally it’s all gone
|
| With the horses that you ride
|
| And the feelings left inside
|
| Comes a time you need to leave all that behind
|
| Well there is a reward
|
| To live and die by the sword
|
| Well they tried to complicate you
|
| But you left it all behind
|
| All worldly possessions
|
| Are left for recollection
|
| And finally it’s all gone |