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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, in the redwing valley, on the injun side
upon my daddy’s
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, my love is like a gypsy rose
wild is the only
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, lonesome stranger, won’t you share my bed
the sidewalk siren at
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, tv’s on, the favorite son is
watchin how the west was
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, have you heard many a story
told by old and young
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, on tomorrow’s painted wagon, in a yester-dreamin day
i rode to
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, raggedy ann came out to play
kittened a thin disguise against
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, he was born in miller’s mansion when the mistress was
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, it is rain, it is age, it is poison
supplication to
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, as the sun is to the city
in the endless weeping
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, all rise, behold the famous disappearing man
who comes in crimson
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, Beat down, misdirected, cropped short and sized to fit.
Honey if
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, Lancelot rode on a swayback mare
he won in a card
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, Love is a tanglewood tree,
in a bower of green,
in a
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By Dave Carter and Tracy Gra, mother red river she wind like a copperhead
coils and boils