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My Morning Jacket

Butch Cassidy

 

Butch Cassidy

(альбом: The Tennessee Fire - 1999)


Butch Cassidy, I could've been your friend
And rode with you, and the sun dance kid
We'd laugh awhile and we'd smile a bit
'Cause crimes like ours aren't counterfeit

They say, you never even killed a man
Till it came right down to your final stand

Bullets flying and the wounded crying
And your buddy, he's going down
Get lower and the feelin's show
And you gave off the final sound

'Cause a soldiers death is so much better
Than defeat just hanging around
Defeat just hanging around
Defeat just hanging around
Defeat just hanging around

Butch Cassidy, I could've been your friend

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