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Answer
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I wake up in the morning
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and I raise my weary head
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I got an old coat for a pillow
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and the Earth was last night's bed
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I don't know where I'm going
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Only God knows where I've been
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I'm a devil on the run
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A six gun lover
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A candle in the wind, yeah
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You're brought into this world
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But they say you're born in sin
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Well at least they've given me something
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I didn't have to steal or have to win
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Well, they tell me that I'm wanted
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Yeah I'm a wanted man
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I'm colt in your stable
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I'm what Cain was to Able
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Mister catch me if you can
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I'm goin' down in a blaze of glory
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Take me now but know the truth
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I'm goin' down in a blaze of glory
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Lord I never drew first
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But I drew first blood
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I'm no one's son
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Call me young gun
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You ask about my conscience
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And I offer you my soul
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You ask if I'll grow to be a wise man
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Well I ask if I'll grow old
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You ask me if I known love
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And what it's like to sing songs in the rain
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Well, I've seen love come
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I've seen it shot down
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I've seen it die in vain
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Shot down in a blaze of glory
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Take me now but know the truth
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Lord, I never drew first
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But I drew first blood
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I'm a devil's son
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Call me young gun
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Each night I go to bed
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I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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No, I ain't lookin' for forgiveness
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But before I'm six foot deep
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Lord, I got to ask a favor
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And I'll hope you'll understand
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'Cause I've lived life to the fullest
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Let this boy die like a man
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Starin' down the bullet
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Let me make my final stand
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Shot down in a blaze of glory
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Take me now but know the truth
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I'm going down in a blaze of glory
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Lord, I never drew first
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But I drew first blood
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I'm no one's son
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Call me young gun
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I'm the young gun
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Young gun, yea eee yea
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Young gun
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