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Oh, well we run to the break of day
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The old man groaned as we rolled away
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Our women wept as we sped on by
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We hung our heads low as they raised their flags high
T N.C. hen we grabbed our guns and shot away
He' s killed all our brothers on a Saturday
Our blood's dishonored and our wounds were deep
Old J N.C. esse James, well, he won't even take a peep
S N.C. o then we go on down that road
Bre N.C. aking your backs and breaking your souls
Br N.C. eaking your backs and breaking your souls
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The girls said I'd die before I get old
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The war is over and the graves were deep
The sun was down just like my brother Rim's keep
You burned my house and you raped my wife
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I fall to my knees and I pray to the Lord that I can kill that fucker tonight
S N.C. o then we go on down that road
Bre N.C. aking your backs and breaking your souls
Br N.C. eaking your backs and breaking your souls
N.C.
The girls said I'd die before I get old
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Oh, hey there, Dad
Don't you know who I am?
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No motherfucker, don't give a god damn
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So then we go on down that road
Bre N.C. aking your backs and breaking your souls
Br N.C. eaking your backs and breaking your souls
Mam N.C. a said I'd die before I get old
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Mama said I'd die before I get old
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Mama said I'd die before I get old
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Mama said I'd die before I get old
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Mama said I'd die before I get old
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Mama said I'd die before I get old
