| Ol' Jebediah, don’t you let me down
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| You promised me a place from here much better
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| There’s aftermath, to them ties and tracks, you’re a rail dog
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| But would you give it all up for me?
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| You said you’d save a dime a day
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| And build a log cabin down there by the river
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| Where we can raise the kids the best there is
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| Not worry 'bout your arrowhead and quiver
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| Yeah, this place ain’t saving grace
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| You can’t buy more peace than it pays
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| There’s war paint, more blood than there ain’t
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| And there’s smoke down there on the river
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| Ol' Jebediah gave it two more years
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| And he’s landed a job with the man selling off land plots
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| He buried away the gold he made
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| And he saved enough to build that home for Mary
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| Another dime a day kept the wolves away
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| Made a deal with the tribe and he hoped the chief would keep it
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| It all came down to the plan he made
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| Yeah there’s a fiery grave for the beardless ones
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| Who need it
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| Yeah, this place ain’t saving grace
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| You can’t buy more peace than it pays
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| There’s war paint, more blood than there ain’t
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| And there’s smoke down there on the river
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| On the river
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| Yeah, this place ain’t saving grace
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| You can’t buy more peace than it pays
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| There’s war paint, more blood than there ain’t
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| And there’s smoke down there on the river
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| On the river
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| On the river |