Dead Mans Hand

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[Verse 1]
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Yellow lines in the dead of the 
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night, I was heading back out 
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west.
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Trying to keep my eyes open wide, 
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I'd gone days without any rest.
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Saw him lying in the road looking 
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bad about 20 yards ahead.
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You come back from a trip to the 
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east but you don't come back from 
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the dead.


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[Verse 2]
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Sure as hell he was dead as they 
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come and he was already starting 
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to smell.
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Just a kid with his hair slicked 
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back and a knife tucked into his 
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belt.
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Was he unforgiven or just tired of
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 living a life that never felt 
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like his?
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Though I was was worn and weary, I
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 thought I'd bury him
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and lay his soul to rest out in 
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the desert night.


[Solo]
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[Chorus]
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I laid him down in a grave in the 
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sand
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and he grabbed my arm with his 
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dead man's hand.
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He said: "I know I'm dead but I 
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don't wanna lie
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in a grave out here where the 
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coyote's cry.

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I stared right into the endless void
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and I ain't going back if I got 
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any choice.
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I know how to live, I don't know
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 how to die
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and there ain't no thrills in the
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 afterlife.

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So lift me up out of here my friend
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and I'll wander the night 'til 
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the ages end."
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Lit by the moon he walked 
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through the sand
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and he waved goodbye with his 
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dead man's hand.


[Solo]
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[Otro]
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He will roam forever, haunting 
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the desert.
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He will roam forever, haunting 
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the desert.