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The man come to shake my hand

 And rob me of my farm

I shot him dead and hung my head

 And drove off in his car

So on the run with a smokin gun

 I’m lookin for the coast

Of all the things I’ve had and lost

 Your love I miss the most

 And hell will have to pay

 I went a little bit too far I’d say

Half drunk I stumble on

The whiskey from the bar

Sleepin in the Santa Monica pier

With the Junkies and the Stars

For when I wore a Spanish cross

Was reachin for my hand

Then a stranger took the place

Of words I couldn’t understand

 And there’s nothing but the ground

 It’s the only place I’ve found

 Where I can lay my head in town

Down on the boulevard

The sidewalk shuffles change

Cracked out from the night before

Hallucinating in the rain

So I borrowed a quarter for

A call to the other side

Told god that the whole damn world

Was waitin in line to die

But not me this time

I left the trouble far behind

And then he tied his arm off one more time

The man come to shake my hand

And rob me of my farm