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Lyrics:
Better get your Daddy's gun,
Got our selves another one,
Up against the tool shed,
Full moon is shining bright red !
It's a birth right, a birth right I know
Heal your wounds with whiskey,
You can spare the whiskey,
Cut up on the inside,
Try to pray with both hands tied
It's a birth right, a birth right I know
Deed done without a name,
Eyes closed but just the same
Hand to rod to a'then again,
Hand to rod to a razor blade
It's a birth right, a birth right I know
Priest Lake is dried up now !
Priest Lake is dried up now !
Priest Lake is dried up now !
Priest Lake is dries up now !
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Red Wine (Mando session)
02:32
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1070 ( now defunct )
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Cut me open and look right in,
My Broken heart is leaking gin...
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That Song ( Aug 2010 )
02:31
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Words are about Hank Williams
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