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Black dog up and sniffed his plate a-steamin' on the stove Kids ain't seen you home all day, you're a gentleman born to roam Black dog don't believe in sin Think of where the black dog's been Think of where he's been today Have you seen the black dog's teeth, sharp like a knife? Have you seen him tear apart a throat, to take a life? Black dog don't believe in sin Think of where the black dog's...
I said, ?hey, Cat, you gotta move out of here ?I got enough to turn you on? ?Well now, Rat, don't you have no fear ?Cause I'm lookin' for some dope ?We'd better get it on.? ?Catcher man said we gotta move out of here ?Move further on down the stairs.? ?Well if they kick you out ?Don't joke about it ?Cause there ain't enough time to explain.? Joker, don't use me I've had about enough of you Jok...
And the star had to take his role Not so very far from the stories we know Of ballads and the million in gold He's now hatin' To believe and to outrun you blind With a lot of ease he can spin you a line But take heed, 'cause when the magic declines He'll be sayin' Somebody, somebody, when I get to feel so fine Nobody, nobody, when I get to feel like cryin' I got a crowd like I never seen befor...
He's called Fernandez Livin' on a gun Dreams of Santa Anna Fighting in the sun Drums so loud from outside Makes it hard to dream A rain is fallin' hard and fast Makes it all seem real Mornin', come mornin' A Chico's gotta have his share Mornin', sad mornin' Said he must be there Mornin', sad mornin' What a laugh, and I cried And I cry, cry, cry, cry, cried Mornin', sad mornin' Mexican Senorita...
Man on a sidewalk, stone cold He's carrying everyone's load And a tear in his eye Mirrors moon in black sky His dreams have been builded too high Now he's finding he's lost every way Hopes shattering one by one day Don't you trust no one's heart 'Cause they'll tear you apart And they'll laugh as you're runnin' away ?The time has now gone? Said the boy on the run To the crowd as they all turned...
Jake ridin' shotgun the whole of his days Headin' for the Mexican border Shotgun movin' to the rhythm of his range Just to help him keep law and order Sits right back just a-takin' it easy Drinks a shot a whisky and it makes him mighty wheezy He coughed hard once He coughed hard twice Neglecting keeping watch Don't mind the sheriff's advice Ridin' Shotgun Runnin' over land To the Rio Grande No...

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