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Graces Casket

from Homeward Bound by LOST DOG street band

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Grace was Jack’s darlin’ lovin sweety

the thought of her could still paralyze him now

and a cold wind brought him back again

back to where it all began


Started with a drink somewhere in Georgia

three weeks later married in Montana

They hid behind the shadow of their rifles

Burnin’ bright and fast in the wind


Now and then you’d read about ‘em in the papers

another sheriff gunned down in durango

You’d read they’d been caught and broke out of Yuma

with veins to thick and blood to thin


With every kill their love grew stronger

Every dollar bill they felt fonder

‘Til the night Grace mistaked the weight of her gun

Jack found her corpse with the mornin’ sun


It’s been thirty years since Jack picked up a weapon

His pistol lay down in Graces casket

and he goes by Tom And he lives in his sorrow

about the life that could have been


He sits and stares out his lonesome desert mansion

Paid in gold from the heist that killed his darlin’

And he buys his time awaiting hell

Where he’ll find Grace with his loaded gun

Where he’ll find Grace with his loaded gun

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from Homeward Bound, released January 1, 2015

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