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We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whisky
And some of Bob's homegrown
We were so messed up we didn't know
If we were drunk or stoned
Randy was a sad-sack, tall kinda frail
Bob was a raving maniac, crazy in the head
They been kicked out of high school several years ago
For pushin over port-a-cans at the 4-H rodeo
Since then they've done their little dance
Right outside the law
Popped twice in Oklahoma, once in Arkansas
And I don't know what possessed me
To want to tag along
Cause I was raised a Christian
And I knew right from wrong

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Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line your gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray
We stole two Charolais heifers from
Randy's sweetheart's paw
Sold them at the livestock sale
Outside of Wichita

We got $900 and never did suspect
The world of hurt we'd be in once
We cashed that check
Next day we heard the story
On the local radio
Made our plans that very night
To go to Mexico
I swear we would have made it
If it wasn't for that shine
I got sick about the time we crossed
That Kansas line

CHORUS

I was layin in the bar ditch
Prayin I would die
When a light come on above us
And a voice come from the sky
A half a dozen unmarked cars
Came screeching to a halt
They grabbed bob, he started screamin
It was all my fault

There were men and dogs
And helicopter buzzin all around
They had the brothers on the
Pickup hood and me down on the ground
Bob flew all to pieces but randy he
Held tight when a black man in a
Suit and tie stepped out into the light
He told his men to turn us loose
They put down their guns
He said these are just some
Sorry kids, they ain't the ones

CHORUS

They left us by the roadside
Down hearted and alone
Randy got behind the wheel
Said boys I'm going home
We turned around to face our fate
Downhearted but alive on that
Mornin in late April, Oklahoma, 1995

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We made Oklahoma a little after 3   Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC   We had some moonshine whisky   And some of Bob's homegrown    We were so messed up we didn't know    If we were drunk or stoned   Randy was a sad-sack, tall kinda frail   Bob was a raving maniac, crazy in the head   They been kicked out of high school several years ago   For pushin over port-a-cans at the 4-H rodeo   Since then they've done their little dance    Right outside the law   Popped twice in Oklahoma, once in Arkansas   And I don't know what possessed me    To want to tag along   Cause I was raised a Christian   And I knew right from wrong      CHORUS:   Right or wrong, black or white   Cross the line your gonna pay   In the dawn before the light   Live and die by the shades of gray   We stole two Charolais heifers from    Randy's sweetheart's paw   Sold them at the livestock sale   Outside of Wichita      We got $900 and never did suspect   The world of hurt we'd be in once    We cashed that check   Next day we heard the story   On the local radio   Made our plans that very night    To go to Mexico   I swear we would have made it   If it wasn't for that shine   I got sick about the time we crossed    That Kansas line      CHORUS      I was layin in the bar ditch   Prayin I would die   When a light come on above us   And a voice come from the sky   A half a dozen unmarked cars   Came screeching to a halt   They grabbed bob, he started screamin   It was all my fault      There were men and dogs    And helicopter buzzin all around   They had the brothers on the   Pickup hood and me down on the ground   Bob flew all to pieces but randy he   Held tight when a black man in a   Suit and tie stepped out into the light   He told his men to turn us loose   They put down their guns   He said these are just some    Sorry kids, they ain't the ones      CHORUS      They left us by the roadside   Down hearted and alone   Randy got behind the wheel   Said boys I'm going home   We turned around to face our fate   Downhearted but alive on that   Mornin in late April, Oklahoma, 1995      CHORUS