Misc Originals – Alex Twig - The Wagonman And The Promised (Guitar)

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The mayor of Old Town forced his daughter's hand

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He sold his blood to young oil so that he could expand his land

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Sent to march on the twelfth in the old caravan fleet headed for the West

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She said no complaint but her heart would pound day by day in restless protest

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The caravaneer spoke with the rust of the iron in his voice

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I will walk this journey my lady till we reach the other coast

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A fair smile of the vanquished she held so deep inside

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But the first step she took was the first of her crossing of their lives oh...

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So they ride off through the hills

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The pounding of the hoofs on the moonlit path

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So they ride, ride, ride, riding off to a golden dawn

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Riding off to that better place

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Four full moons went spent sleepin under stars

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Crossing these valleys like rivers just pretending to learn who they are

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Olivia fell right into his arms

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The wagonman and the promised sent a letter with their best regards

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The caravaneer wrote with the rust of the iron in his voice

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We will walk this journey Mr. Mayor till we reach the other coast

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A fair smile of the vanquished they held so deep inside

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But the first step they took was the first of the crossing of their life oh...

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So they ride off through the hills

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The pounding of the hoofs on the moonlit path

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So they ride, ride, ride, riding off to a golden dawn

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Riding off to that better place

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They rode off to that better place

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A place that was all for them

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But when the toff finally caught wind of their elope

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The rope wasn’t too far behind

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But before the hangman’s dreams could be met

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The pioneer took one last stand

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With a bullet in the barrel and a battle to begin

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They fought for four full days yea yea yea yeaaahhhhh!

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So they ride off through the hills

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The pounding of the hoofs on the moonlit path

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So they ride, ride, ride, riding off to a golden dawn

G                  Am
Riding off to that better place

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So they ride off through the hills

G                                Am
The pounding of the hoofs on the moonlit path

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So they ride, ride, ride, riding off to a golden dawn

G                  Am
Riding off to that better place

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The caravaneer shot with the rust of the iron in his voice

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We had walked this journey Richman till we reached the other coast

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That fair smile of the vanquished we held so deep inside

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But the first crack he took was the first of the beginning of their life oh...