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I saw her standin' on her front lawn just twirlin' her baton
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Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died
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From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed-off .410 on my lap
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Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path
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I can't say that I'm sorry for the things that we done
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At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun
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The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
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Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest
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Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor neck back
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You make sure my pretty baby is sittin' right there on my lap
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They declared me unfit to live said into that great void my soul'd be hurled
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They wanted to know why I did what I did well sir I guess there's just a meanness in this world
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