| I cannot wait for dawn to break
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| I must be on my way
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| Before I pass this way again
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| Be many a dog, dog days
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| The sheriff does not know my face
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| He does not know my name
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| But before the sun goes down again
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| He’ll know them just the same
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| One kiss before I leave you
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| And one more for the wind
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| Every day I hope and pray
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| To be with you again
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| With the poor man’s word and a rich man’s gold
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| Who’s chances would you choose?
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| The judge and jury close their eyes
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| And justice don’t come through
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| I’ll run from what I haven’t done
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| 'Cause the long arm of the law
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| Got a silver spade that’ll dig my grave
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| Before on us all
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| One kiss before I leave you
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| And one more for the wind
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| Every day I hope and pray
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| To be with you again
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| Down along the railroad tracks
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| Waitin' in the weeds
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| The first freight train to the leave the yard
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| Will be the one I’m in
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| I’ll find a place on the boxcar roof
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| Where the wind cuts cold and deep
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| I don’t know need no railroad man
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| To catch me in my sleep
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| One kiss before I leave you
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| And one more for the wind
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| Every day I hope and pray
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| To be with you again
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| To be with you again |