| Have you heard the story of
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| A girl named Beth now known as Tex
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| Her life’s tale is a bloody trail
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| Her name fits like a glove
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| Her daddy sighed as she slammed the door
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| She’d said to him I’m Beth no more
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| My life’s dream is to kill for green
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| But first I’ll join the Corps
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| Her daddy said, «You're just a girl
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| What makes you think that you won’t sink?»
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| «My name is Tex and I’m like a hex
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| My playground is the world»
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| Basic turned her gun to gold
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| Soon had it made she’d hit by trade
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| Amassing kills she proved her skills
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| Make your blood run cold
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| I once saw Texas at a bar
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| Sippin' rye with some apple pie
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| With a distant stare like she didn’t care
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| She said, «What's with the guitar?»
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| I must admit my lips went numb
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| Some butter bar said, his face all red
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| «She's too good and you’re driftin' wood»
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| Said, «boy you’d better run»
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| Texas said, «Sir keep your peace
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| My heart is free, and so is he
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| I’ll give it to, any man who’s true»
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| The safeties were released
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| He drew before he replied
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| But Tex was hot and he was not
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| He lay dead while Texas bled
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| Crimson on her side
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| Yellow rose of Texas clad in black
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| Lonely star tattooed upon her back
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| Double Tex, she’ll hit you like a truck
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| Double Tex, and she’ll mess you up
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| Texas said
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| «This could be my last I guess
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| I gotta go and now you know
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| I want a song to live for long»
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| It’s a fair request
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| Texas made it out I heard
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| But her one need I did heed
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| I think of Beth while mocking death
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| Like a mocking bird
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| Yellow rose of Texas clad in black… |