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Italian Grocer |
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| Swooping down a deep ravine Claws extended and ah Bloody eyes on me Near as I can make it I'm to be Hoofbeats on the ridge Thunder in the bridge is coming my way You know I've been down and through all that before And na na na na na na There's a straight forearm knockin at my door And hangman checks his watch at ten til noon Hoofbeats on the ridge Thunder in the bridge is coming my way Well it's a sad sad day Oh my baby gone away Such a bad sad day She's gone but there's another thousand coming You know I've been down and through all that before And na na na na na na Well there's a straight forearm knockin at my door And hangman checks his watch at ten til noon Hoofbeats on the ridge Well there's a possie in the bridge that's coming my way Well it's a sad sad day oh my baby gone away Such a bad sad day She's gone but there's another thousand coming And hangman checks his watch at ten til noon |
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