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Michael Martin Murphey

Emila Farewell

 

Emila Farewell

(album: High Stakes - 2016)


In the grey early light day
Sometimes I can still hear her say
Please don't ride with the boys today
But outlaws never listened anyway
It was a cold cowboy goodbye
I didn't have an alibi
She said the price on your head is high
And wanted men, don't come back alive

Blue skies aging snow, pinion burning glow
Morning mission bell Emilia Farewell

We had the drop on the feds
Yeah they were all left for dead
How could I know it was my head
My brothers would fill up with led
They saw the fear in my eyes
As they left and let those bullets
I fell face down in the night
They took the gold and left me there to die

Blue skies aging snow, pinion burning glow
Morning mission bell Emilia Farewell, Farewell
Emilia Farewell, Farewell

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