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Ride into this world, all alone.
God takes your soul, you're on your own.
The crow flies straight, a perfect line,
on the devil's bed, until you die.
Gotta' look this life in the eye.
Ride into this world, all alone.   God takes your soul, you're on your own.   The crow flies straight, a perfect line,   on the devil's bed, until you die.   Gotta' look this life in the eye.