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Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him
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Like I told you, what I said, steal your face right off your head
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Now he's gone, now he's gone, Lord he's gone, he's gone
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Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
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He's gone, he's gone and nothin's gonna bring him back, he's gone
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Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride, hot as a pistol but cool inside
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Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a pile, nothin' left to do but smile, smile, smile
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He's gone, now he's gone, Lord he's gone, he's gone
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Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
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He's gone, he's gone and nothin's gonna bring him back, he's gone
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[Solo]
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Goin' where the wind don't blow so strange
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Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain
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Lost one round but the price wasn't anything
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A knife in the back and more of the same
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Same old, rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb
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You know better but I know him
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Like I told you, what I said
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Steal your face right off your head
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He's gone, now he's gone, Lord he's gone, he's gone
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Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
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He's gone, he's gone and nothin's gonna bring him back, he's gone
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Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
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He's gone, he's gone and nothin's gonna bring him back, he's gone
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Ooh, nothin's gonna bring him back
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Ooh, nothin's gonna bring him back
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