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    They used to call me lightening
    I was always quick to strike
    Had everything I own
    In the saddles on my bike
    I had a reputation
    For never staying very long
    Just like a wild and restless drifter
    Like a cowboy in a song

    I met a darkhaired beauty
    Where they lay the whiskey down
    In southern arizona
    In a little border town
    She had to dance for money
    In that dusty old saloon
    I dropped a dollar in the jukebox
    Played that girl a tune, yea

    Never see it comin'
    Just hits you by surprise
    It's that cold place in your soul
    And the fire in her eyes
    Makes you come together
    Like wild horses when they run
    Now the cards are on the table and
    The bullets in the gun

    She was sittin' on my lap
    We still had shots to kill
    When a man pulled up
    Who owned the bar
    In a cadillac deville
    He grabbed her by her raven hair
    And threw her on the floor
    Said no free ride for the cowboy
    That aint' what I pay you for

    She jumped up and grabbed my pistol
    Stuck it in the fat man's back
    Said open up the safe
    And put your money in the sack
    Then tied his hands behind him
    And blindfolded his eyes
    Said if you're dumb enough to chase us man
    You're dumb enough to die

    Never see it comin'
    Just hits you by surprise
    It's that cold place in your soul
    And the fire in her eyes
    Makes you come together
    Like wild horses when they run
    Now the cards are on the table and
    The bullets in the gun

    We rode across the border
    Down into mexico
    When you're runnin' from the law
    Ain't that where everybody goes
    We came upon a town
    With a name I couldn't spell
    She gave me what I came for
    In that mexican motel

    I woke up to sirens
    And the sound of running feet
    50 Federales locked and loaded in the street
    She grabbed my 44
    I grabbed the money in the sack
    I kissed her for the last time
    And we headed out the back
    They were almost on us
    And every heartbeat pounded
    The only thing that's left to do
    When they got you all surrounded
    She fired that old pistol
    But we didn't stand a prayer
    Money hit the gravel
    Man, bullets filled the air

    Never see it comin'
    Just hits you by surprise
    It's that cold place in your soul
    And the fire in her eyes
    Makes you come together
    Like wild horses when they run
    Now the cards are on the table and
    The bullets in the gun
    Compositor: Toby Keith

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