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It was the straw that broke the camels back.
I saw the murder in the shot-gun shack.
She never loved me.
Now I've got to leave this town with the cold moon above me.
I'm not going no where, there's no where to go.
It is the book that makes the black heart high.
It's the book that makes the prophet cry.
I saw her standing in the new sunset.
I started praying so I'd never forget that
I'm not going no where, there's no where to go.
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