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Prisoner 181

Been out three weeks since the last cattle ride

Sittin' round the fire wishing Tes was by my side

When the bossman says boys, why don't yall get on back home

So we stopped in at ole JT saloon

Ain't had a drink since the last full moon

When turned and seen some dude with my damn boots on.

So I asked a stranger where did you get those skins

Said some girl Tes flat out gave 'em to him

He laughed and said you know how them lonely girls get

That's when I skinned my piece and said whoa now son

You better stop talking or your drunk ass is done

My girls solid gold she's the best woman I've ever met

Turns out ole Tes was just lowdown and rotten

I didn't hide the bodies even after I shot 'em

And now I run cap as prisoner 181

Mike: vocals, guitar Stephen: mandolin John: slide guitar

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