I saw her standin?on her front lawn
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just twirlin?her baton
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Me and her went for a ride sir
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and ten innocent people died
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From the town of Lincoln, Nebraska
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with a sawed off .410 on my lap
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Through to the badlands of Wyoming
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I killed everything in my path
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I can? say that I? sorry
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for the things that we done
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At least for a little while sir
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me and her we had us some fun
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The jury brought in a guilty verdict
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and the judge he sentenced me to death
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Midnight in a prison storeroom
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with leather straps across my chest
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Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir
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and snaps my poor head back
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You make sure my pretty baby
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is sittin?right there on my lap
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They declared me unfit to live
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said into that great void my soul? be hurled
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They wanted to know why I did what I did
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Well sir I guess there? just a meanness in this world.
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Nebraska
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Patty Griffin |