| Big tall man standing in the street
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| Gun hanging by his side
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| Just one man that he’d like to meet
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| That’s when I began to hide
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| I recognised him from the face of his son
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| The hate in his eye didn’t lie
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| And what I did can’t be undone
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| Borrowed time there’s none to buy
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| Well I hid round the back of a derelict shack
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| Ain’t looking for a mad showdown
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| But he was smart, he’d already checked
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| A week in advance I’d paid down
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| Well the hotel clerk was a fun-loving man
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| The job he had it didn’t pay
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| He told all about what happened that night
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| There he is, that’s the one’s all he’d say
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| Well all the people were running, jumping, even thumping
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| On my bad neighbours doors
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| Crying Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly
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| Let me in I gotta hide
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| Well everybody was crying, sighing Sam McGee’s dying
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| No one to protect our town
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| Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly,
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| He’s gonna shoot your sheriff down
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| Big tall man standing in the street
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| Now a hand hovering ready to slide
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| Drew out his gun it wasn’t for fun
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| Let me in there’s nowhere to hide
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| Well I made my play but it wasn’t my day
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| I felt the ripping lead
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| That’s when I knew my time was through
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| Rest in peace were the last words he said
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| Well all the people were running, jumping, even thumping
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| On my bad neighbours doors
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| Crying Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly
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| Let me in I gotta hide
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| Well everybody was crying, sighing Sam McGee’s dying
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| No one to protect our town
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| Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly,
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| He’s gonna shoot your sherriff down
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| Well all the people were running, jumping, even thumping
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| On my bad neighbours doors
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| Crying Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly
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| Let me in I gotta hide
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| Well everybody was crying, sighing Sam McGee’s dying
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| No one to protect our town
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| Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly,
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| He’s gonna shoot your sherriff down |