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I saw her standin¹ on her front lawn
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Just twirlin¹ her baton
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Me and her went for a ride sir
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And ten innocent people died
From the town of Lincoln Nebraska
With a sawed of .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming
I killed everything in my path
I can¹t say that I¹m sorry
For the things that we done
At least for a little while sir
Me and her we
Had us some fun
The jury brought in
A guilty verdict and the
Judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom with
Leather straps across my chest
Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir
And snaps my poor head back
You make sure my pretty baby Is sittin¹ right there
On my lap
They declared me unfit to live
Said into that great void my soul¹d be hurled
They wanted to know why I did what I did
Well sir I guess there¹s just a meanness in this world
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