The Sabre And The Rose

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Feet hit the ground, feet leavin' town
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Quicker than a bullet or a knife
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Fallin' ain't no fun when you're on the run
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Honey we was runnin' for our lives
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When Stagger Lee had drunk his fill of moonlight
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He turned his burnin' eyes upon my soul
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"It's time by God to spend this night with someone else" he said
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"Squeeze a little pleasure from the gold, love and glory but
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We can take it easy when we're old"

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He said "we'll take us into town, lay our money down
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I'll bring you to the sweetest thing that grows
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Because the fairest ones in sight are bloomin' every night
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At a tavern called the Sabre and the Rose"

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We swang into the saddle slick as breathin'
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And slapped 'em once for pleasure with the reins
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The horses snorted frosty in the moonlight
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Somethin' dark was singin' in my veins
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Older than the voices in my brain

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He said "this place you're gonna see is where they live and breathe
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And sink down a little bit deeper every day
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And sometimes at night when the wind is a-runnin' right
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You can hear it suckin' thirty miles away"

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Then the light was crimson and I found her
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All naked and eternal and insane
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Sacred as the mysteries around her like a veil
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Nothin' but her prison was profane
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All we had in common was our chains

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      Ah burn it down boys
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      Burn it to the grounds boys, burn it on down yeah

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Feet hit the ground, feet leavin' town
               D            E
Quicker than a bullet or a knife
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All the way she ran holdin' to my hand
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Runnin' for the river and our lives
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Slidin' from the moonlight into shadows
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Silent as the river as it flows
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Swimmin' to the place they'll never find us
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All we left behind us was our clothes and the stories children
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Sing about the Sabre and the Rose

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