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Colter Wall
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Ballad of a Law Abiding Sophisticate
Well marry me To a noose and a tree What that ol' judge called the first degree
And all the folks around town Swore to lay me In the ground They found out I put that poor boy down
You see I Did not much care For the way That he'd sit and glare So I closed His eyes for good 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 With a bar-room chair
So gonna lay my poor bones Past Appalachian stones Far beneath that cold ground all alone
Oh but if you're asking me Where I would rather be
It was worth it To see that boy Cut from the knees
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