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Hired guns surround my town Hired feet and bones Tried to burn us to the ground To build a brand new home All lined up to carry me To hell just like before Winter seems so far away Like tragedy and war Justice waits for nothing, man Your eyes have turned to stone I waited as long as I canAnd then set out alone And all those boys from Harlem came And they don't mess around The whistle woke me up at dawn Such an awful sound I can't stand to read the news Of Jericho and swine Touring bands and roofing crews Is where we spend our time Lie and sty the poor man grows So tired of left and right Careful not to say too much Or look straight at the light
