Yeah
I rode the rock’n’rockets, running into deadwood town
Didn’t have much money to lay my head down
Her momma came walking down the street
Carrying the words on a string

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So I sat myself right down, ordered some sweet cherry pie
I had a mighty fine time in deadwood
Tasting sweet cherry pie

Yeah
Used to pull the young, must be the waterloo
All I have to say is, "honey, I won’t sly to you"
I got a job hit the gold mine from nine to five

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Yeah
There’s two bits in the gas tank, I’m smoking big cigars
Didn’t have too much money so I started stealing cars
Sheriff came walking down the street
Looks like a hard time in the can

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