Brother In The Night

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Well I trace shapes in clouds and I 
saw things I've never seen
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We move like renegades down 
interstates reload their magazine
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Almost killed us in that city it was
 far too close to call
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So we put money in the bags rip 
wanted posters off the wall
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Say I`m wanted for a murder of a man
 I've never seen
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They say I shot him dead, one to his
 head, somewhere in Holly Springs
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May have killed a man before not the
 one that they exclaim
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They`ll see the barrel of my gun 
before they ever see me hang



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Oh if my southern hearts still 
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pumping blood
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Still pumping blood
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Well I'll bury my money in the 
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mighty Mississippi mud
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Mississippi mud
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Oh and if my southern lungs won't 
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let me breath
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Won't let me breath
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Then I'll wait for the cicadas and 
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I`ll let them push it out for me