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Rode through, land that looks the same
to reach our claim
the tortured saw is breaking teeth
as trees fall
the neighbour, has lost his youngest to the flu
when spring flowers bloom, I’ll call for you
Never wanted to be left alone, left alone
to break in horses, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon
Wrote this letter to you, letter to you
while I break in horses, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon
Stare into the devil’s eyes
to tame this spirit with a beauty that will never die, clouds, clouds move in from the east, I need two more trees to finish this shelter over my head to ease the cough building up in my chest
I had dinner in my sites but the rifle jammed
that’s one less meal clean knife in my hand clean knife in my hand
and I start counting stars to stop thinking of you and the flames from the fire bring your figure in view, and I am missing my love
love missing my love...
20 years, 20 years, 20 years to get outta this one
20 years, 20 years, 20 years to get outta this one
20 years, 20 years, 20 years to get outta this one
20 years, 20 years, 20 years to get outta this one
Never wanted to be left alone, left alone
to break in horses, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon
Wrote this letter to you, letter to you
while I break in horses, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon
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