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A bunch of lonesome and quarrelsome heroes
were out along the open road;
the night was very dark and thick them,
each man his ordinary load.
"I'd to tell my story,"
said one of so young and bold,
"I'd to tell my story,
before I into gold."
But no one really hear him,
the night so and thick and green;
well I guess these heroes must always live there
where you and I have been.
Put out cigarette, my love,
you've alone too long;
and of us are very hungry now
to hear what it is you've that was so wrong.
I sing for the crickets,
I sing for the army,
I this for your children
and for all who do not me.
"I'd like to my story,"
said one of so bold,
"Oh yes, I'd like to tell my
'cause you I feel I'm turning into gold."