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CROOKED MAN
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(Wayne Kirkpatrick, Billy Sprague)
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So cold - touch his heart and there's a chance
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you could freeze
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Steel soul - keep your distance or be ready
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to bleed
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He was good at the bait and hook
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He was really good at push and shove
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He believed in "whatever it took"
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And whatever it took, it was never enough
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Well there was a crooked man and he
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walked a crooked mile
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Lived a crooked life behind a crooked smile
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Goodness, like an arrow, lodges where it can
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But it never pierces the heart of a crooked man
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Justify - when justice wouldn't pay the toll
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Subtle lies - when the truth was better
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half than whole
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Driven by an insatiable lust
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For power that was just out of reach
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Living on an illusion of trust
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With a steady dose of control and greed
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Some life - nobody came to say good-bye
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Slow ride - for the author of his own demise
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No one had much good to say
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Some were glad that he was finally gone
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His legacy was cold and gray
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Like the mocking words that were carved
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in stone
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CROOKED MAN
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| Susan Ashton |
