Boxcar

One, two
 One, two, three, four
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 Well, ain't it just like you and me to go down like that?
 Bleeding out in a boxcar shot in the back
 We were all out of luck, all out of time
 Law was waiting for us at the end of the line
 Any minute now we knew we was gonna have to decide
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 Take a fat chance and come out gunning?
 Or get out now and try to keep running down south?
 Then she said, "Hey, hey, cut the rope, there's no way I'm gonna let 'em get us both
 So, don't stop running 'til you reach that coast, let your pretty mama go up in smoke."
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 Coming out of the harbor was simple and new
 Clean as clear water you could see straight through
 But in that old dustbowl when the money got low
 It was all we could do to keep a nail in the floor
 It showed on her face, you could tell by the lines -these desperate times
 Pistol strapped and her hair was dyed, gonna make her money like Bonnie and Clyde
 We'll be alright
 Until she said, "Hey, hey, cut the rope, there's no way I'm gonna let 'em get us both
 So, don't stop running 'til you reach that coast, let your pretty mama go up in smoke."
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 Don't let the sorrow of it get you down, change your last name and try your luck around
 And if they ever come to ask about me, tell 'em that you knew me and you kinda liked me
 I ain't afraid to go it on my own, you can make a run and make it all alone
 You'll be alright
 (Alright)
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 End of the line, the engine's still burning
 Just like the wheels, the hands keep turning
 Round and round
 'Til time ran out
 She said, "Hey, hey, cut the rope, there's no way I'm gonna let 'em get us both
 So, don't stop running 'til you reach that coast, let your pretty mama go up in smoke."
 She said, "Hey, hey, cut the rope, there's no way I'm gonna let 'em get us both
 So, don't stop running 'til you reach that coast, let your pretty mama go up in smoke."
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 Up in smoke