The Sheriff

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Wicked Josie rode away 
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In the sunset covered sky 
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A lynching mob had strung his friend up 
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Right before his eyes 
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He didn't know what they'd both done 
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He sure as hell would end up one 
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A hot tin notch on the sheriff's gun 
B 
If he didn't move on 
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Get out of here 

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The sheriff followed Josie's journey 
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From Kansas in the West 
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He said he'd put a bullet right 
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Through poor old Josie's chest 
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But Josie wasn't like the rest 
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He don't like bullet holes in his vest 
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In fact he'd do his very best 
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Don't want any arrest 
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Don't want to be the guest of the sheriff 

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The nights got so damned cold 
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He couldn't stand the pace 
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He looked again for sheriff's men 
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But couldn't see a trace 
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Josie found a nice warm place 
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But then the sheriff solved the case 
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Hoped to find Josie's face 
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And said: look here... 

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A		D 
Sheriff rode him into town 

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With Josie look inside 
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He didn't know about the six-gun 
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Wicked Josie had 
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Then Josie drew his gun real fast 
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Gave the sheriff one big blast 
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And Josie was a song at last 
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A legend from the past 
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Nobody ever messed with the sheriff