The Road To Guysborough

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[Verse 1]
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I was headed back home on the Merland Road
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With my head in the clouds one night
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Taking each step with the beat of my heart
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Guided by the pale moonlight
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I was whistling along with the loons on the lake
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And thinking ‘bout making my plan
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Next thing you know, I’m suckin’ on the knuckles
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Of a swindling highwayman

[Chorus]
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Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
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I’ll take what I can
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No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again

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[Verse 2]
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He had a Colt 45 a-swingin’ on his hip
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And a blackjack in his hand
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He had a bucktooth grin, a great big chin
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A limp and a silk armband
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He said, “Fella don’t you know there’s trouble in the woods
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and the trouble in the woods is I?
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Gimmie your gold, gimmie your liquor.
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I’ll think about letting you by.”

[Chorus]
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Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
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I’ll take what I can
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No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again

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[Verse 3]
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Well I hit him with the left and the right, alright
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With fists like cannonballs
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He turned on a dime and he ran with a shriek
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That echoed off the Intervale walls
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I ain’t proud of what I did, but I did what I did
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‘cause I couldn’t miss my chance
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to take Hopey for a spin on the sawdust floor
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at Favaro’s wedding dance

[Chorus]
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Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
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I’ll take what I can
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No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again

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[Chorus]
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Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
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I’ll take what I can
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No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
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Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
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I’ll take what I can
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No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
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No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
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No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again