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Introdução:
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Tina Nolan had a man with a good place for siftin?
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He invited me diggin?, so I picked up my screen
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And a shovel to dig and a jar of shine
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He traded me fair for a bottle of wine
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His brother?s Barnes Mountain wine
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We trudged through the snow straight up the hillside
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Took a ridge for a while, then we slowly went down
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To an overhang hid from the ridgeline
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We bent o'er our handles and we bit in the ground
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The dark and bloody ground
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Was a bitch to break ground but the wine kept us goin'
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The moonshine was flowin' and keepin' us warm
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'Cause you can?t hold a girl with a fistful of shovel
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Got to find your fire in the company of corn
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We dug for a while then it all turned to ashes
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Found a bunch of broke flint and a few bits of bone
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Then I heard Jesse yell o'er the pile he was sifting
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Shook the hills like the angels were callin? us home
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Jesse, Zachary come home
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It was banded as hell, it was fluted and clovis
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It was hot as the pistol I kept on my side
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I was fiending so fierce, I was broke ass and busted
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I pulled out my pistol and I took Jesse?s life
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A clovis like that is a hard point to find
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Makes pills swift to come by with a good chunk of change
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Left over for burn on whatever meanness
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Whatever woman is comin' my way
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Darlin' come my way
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I sit in this cell for the banded clovis
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I stole off of Nolan when I killed'm that day
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I reckon the chase of the pills and the powder
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Corn liquor and woman are the culprits to blame
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