| Never wore a gun before
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| A plane in the fog, oh wait those are clouds I’m talking about
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| The suitcase in my hand and the way I have to walk
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| Those are empty smiles, empty eyes I’m looking in
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| Times are over when it was difficult to say
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| It took some time but I know it’s just right now
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| So just a little word about what’s really going on
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| If you want to take that as my way
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| To say goodbye to you as these red nights must go on
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| I was rich and I was poor
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| Didn’t do the things I had to do
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| I was strong and I was weak
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| Was not the girl I tried to be
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| I was lost and I was found
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| He earned money you couldn’t count
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| But I never wore a gun before
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| I never wore a gun before
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| He left the chamber but these times are over
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| She’s got
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| She’s got more than four weeks to be herself
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| He’s playin' with fire and looks around on this world
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| Oh I love them and the plane in the fog
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| I was brave and I had fear
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| I did things… oh my dar
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| I was strong and I was weak
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| Was not the girl I tried to be
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| I was up and I was down
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| He thought the things to the ground
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| But I never wore a gun before
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| I never wore a gun before
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| I never wore a gun before
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| Never wore a gun before
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| I was brave and I had fear
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| I did things… oh my dear
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| I never wore a gun before
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| I was brave and I had fear
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| I did things… oh my dear
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| I was strong and I was weak
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| Was not the girl I tried to be
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| But I never wore a gun before
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| I never wore a gun before
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| I never wore a gun before
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| Never wore a gun before |