| At first just a shadow in the distance
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| Creeping up the holler with a gun
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| A moonlit silhouette but for an instant
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| Waiting for the rising of the sun.
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| He saw her kneeling down in the meadow
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| Dandelions done up in her hair
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| Misty fog crowned her like a halo
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| Went and caught her fully unaware.
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| Went and caught her fully unaware, Lord,
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| Went and caught her fully unaware.
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| He planned their life right out then and there, Lord,
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| Went and caught her so unaware.
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| Made themselves a home up in the holler
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| Built strong with stone, wood and mud.
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| Joyful times surely were to follow
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| Sealed their love on parchment with their blood.
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| Lo he was a man who earned his dollars
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| By the skill with which he used a gun,
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| So he had to pack up from the holler
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| Told his love she was the only one.
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| Told his love she was the only one, Lord,
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| He told his love she was the only one,
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| But he weakened from the flesh in his travels,
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| And so their love began to come undone.
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| When he came home from his journey
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| She looked at him, knew he’d been untrue.
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| He lied and said he only could be faithful
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| So she did what she had to do.
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| She packed up what she had and left the holler;
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| He was sleeping and never saw ehr go.
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| Goodbye is what you say to a loved one
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| He wasn’t one of those anymore.
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| Not a loved one anymore, Lord,
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| He wasn’t loved anymore.
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| Sitting hunched over on the floor, Lord,
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| His love had gone away forevermore.
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| Hard to realize the fruits of your labor
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| Hard to visualize what tomorrow sees
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| Hard to relinquish that which you savor
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| Hard to understand the pain is real
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| Hard to retort with no explanation
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| Hard to realize there was no excuse
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| Hard to understand there’ll be no salvation
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| Hard to validate such abuse
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| Hard to realize he could have just let be Hard to realize that man was me. |