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Edge Graeme Band Kick Off Your Muddy Boots Shotgun (A. Gurvitz) Far off in a distant land A man lying dead in the sand Lying by his side was a song Written down on a parchment fair Overgrown with ageing hair You could see this man died alone >From riding shotgun on the 4.42 REPEAT Riding shotgun was his dream But he's fallen dead it seems Riding shotgun on the 4.42 When the sun it got too hot I was glad of what I'd got Living on the food that I found Twenty minutes left to go Another town's in sight you know Think I'll rest my boots while I can Riding shotgun on the 4.42 Here comes Lucy Springer You know that she's a ringer She'll take you for a ride for awhile You know that she looks fancy Much more slick than Nancy You know you'll have to pay for a smile Riding shotgun on the 4.42 I know that I ain't been mean And I always kept my sixguns clean And I feel I'm at the end of my road I'll make way for someone new Do you think it could be you As I lie face down, dead in the road Riding shotgun on the 4.42 ------------------------------------------------------------------ |
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