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EYellow lines in the dead of the nigha t, I was Eheading back out west.a
ETrying to keep my eyes open wide, I'a d gone Edays without any rest. a
ESaw him lying in the road looking ba ad about E20 yards ahead. a
EYou come back from a trip to the easa t but you Edon't come back from the dead. a
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ESure as hell he was dead as they coa me and he was Ealready starting to smell. a
EJust a kid with his hair slicked baca k and a knEife tucked into his belt. a
EWas he unforgiven or just tired of la iving a liEfe that never felt like his? a
EThough I was was worn and weary, I thought I'd a bury him
Eand lay his soul to rest out in the a desert nigEht.
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EI laid him dGisown in a grAave in the sEand
Eand he grabbed my Gisarm with his Adead man's Ehand.
EHe said: "I know I'm Gisdead but I doAn't wanna lEie
Ein a grave out hGisere where the cAoyote's cEry.
EI stared right iGisnto the eAndless voEid
Eand I ain't going bGisack if I gAot any choEice.
EI know how to lGisive, I don't kAnow how to dEie
Eand there ain't no tGishrills in the afAterlifEe.
ESo lift me uGisp out of hAere my fEriend
Eand I'll wander the Gisnight 'til the aAges eEnd."
ELit by the mGisoon he walAked through the Esand
Eand he waved goodGisbye with his dAead man's hEand.
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EHe will roam forever, a haunting the desert. E e E a
EHe will roam forever, a haunting the desert. E e E a E
