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Still blue, man he was.
Silence falls in the saloon crowd,
As he heads for the street and runs…
It aint the first time, it aint the first time
Hes been shot…
Call the doctor, a shot for the ghost time
It aint my thought to stop the bullets…
Theres no sign that hes alive,
Is he dead?
Is he dead?
Theres no sign that hes alive…
If youre the doctor then im professor of dialectics…
Lets fight lets fight.
He doesntt fit into town life…