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Two Young Riders
03:49
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Oh Isobel
04:44
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I was lonesome as a coyote, not a friendly face for miles.
A gentle name & I remembered it when the moons so bright it hurts.
Oh Isobel a wicked prairie fire, looking for the wind on the wings of desire.
Turn me over in your mind, think about you & me.
Ridin’ out storms & trailin’ winds dreaming other dreams.
Oh Isobel a wicked prairie fire, looking for the wind on the wings of desire.
That ol’ bronco is four square as hard as bedrock.
Don’t make me out no saint but don’t put me down to deep.
Oh Isobel a wicked prairie fire, looking for the wind on the wings of desire.
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On a palomino, silver jangling spurs.
Wide eyed & breathing fast I emptied my gun.
Running on the back trails, hiding in hog pens.
Just a voice crying in the wilderness.
Drifters & misfits.
Slow Horses, Bad Whisky & Good Friends will all get you killed in the end.
Everybody knows how you make a six gun jump, just like a fist full of diamonds.
Death never rides alone.
The losing side’s always full of confusion.
Faith can move mountains but it can’t beat a faster draw.
It made better sense when you was drinkin’ somewhere near Mexico.
Death never rides alone.
On a palomino, silver jangling spurs.
Wide eyed & breathing fast I emptied my gun.
Running on the back trails, hiding in hog pens.
Just a voice crying in the wilderness.
Drifters & misfits…
Slow Horses, Bad Whisky & Good Friends…
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The Devils Rope
02:47
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Silver Dollar Casino
03:44
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