| Take me across the water
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| Ђ?Cause I need some place to hide
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| I done the rancher’s daughter
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| And I sure did hurt his pride
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| Well, there’s a Hundred miles of desert
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| Lies between his hide and mine
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| I don’t need no food
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| And no water, Lord
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| Ђ?Cos I’m running out of time
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| Fightin', killin', wine and women
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| Gonna put me to my grave
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| Runnin', hidin', losin', cryin'
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| Nothing left to save but my life
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| Stood on a ridge
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| And shunned religion
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| Thinking the world was mine
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| I made my break and a big mistake
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| Stealin', when I Should’ve been buyin'
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| All that fightin', killin'
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| Wine and those women
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| Gonna put me to an early grave
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| Runnin', hidin', losin', cryin'
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| Nothing left to save but my life, life…
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| So I stood on a ridge
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| And shunned religion
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| Thinking the world was mine
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| I made my break and a big mistake
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| Stealin', when I Should’ve been buyin'
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| I was stealin'
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| When I should’ve been buyin'
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| I was stealin'
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| When I should’ve been buyin'
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| Stealin', when I Should’ve been buyin'.
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| I was stealin'… |