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There was a man whose deeds were as night
And quite by chance he rode into the
A man, wild as a dust devil with, no to run
by his wits and by his gun

He met a girl none he'd ever known
She cared not for the wild oats he had
And, so, he laid his gun down and set his spirit
Began livin' in

But his old ways of wouldn't die
Could not the old creed he lived by
And the good and bad and the right and kept fightin' for his soul
Till his heart and mind both out of control

But now the old had lost its spell
What was laughter now was livin' hell
And the hookers, guns and drinkin' in his life were out of
And in his he saw an Angel's face