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He finished his bottle of Rye and his girl goodbye
dont lose any sleep over this, its a catch only money can fix
He off west in the night under the moon lit sky
With every dig of his spur, he moves further from her while humming his of return

Oh I, Im coming Ill make it back to you
Dont your head youll soon forget
youre in my arms

He made it to deadwood by three was given his
Along with a task for the dawn, so he off still humming his song
But Aslan is empty and tired underneath a tree,
He to defeat, he too is feeling weak, breakdown in the Merciless heat

But I, Im coming Ill make it back to you
Dont worry your head soon forget
When youre in my

He drained out his canteen onto his desert tongue
Stopped by a man who offers his hand, then everything that he can
He to the sky and he screams,
Ive made a promise I cant keep, these nights have been colder than without
my love to hold and I this may not be a dream.

Darlin Im sorry but I wont make it to you
The sadness will pass, our love will
This is true

Now I lay here to die holding photograph
The desert has won, my limbs numb and tears streaming down