Colter Wall – Ballad Of A Law Abiding Sophisticate (Guitar)

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Well, marry me

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To a rope and a tree

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What that ol' judge called first degree

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And all the folks around town

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Swore to lay me

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In the ground

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They found out I put that poor boy down

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You see I

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Did not much care

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For the way

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That he'd sit and glare

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So I closed

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His eyes for good

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With a bar-room chair

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So, gonna lay my poor bones

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Past Appalachian stones

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Far beneath that cold ground all alone

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Oh but if you're asking me

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Where I would rather be

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It was worth it

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To see that boy

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Cut from the knees