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...And Let That Cocaine Be


I may or may not have shot that man in Reno. But despite being a wanted man in Kansas City, old Cheyenne, and elsewhere, I’ve finally figured out how to lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be.

I know there’s no cold like the cold of your heart. Yet somehow, while trying to melt it, I still managed to fall into a burning ring of fire.

And I have, at times, answered to the name “Sue.” Which is unusual for a boy.

But I’ll freely admit that I’m still a fool for you. So if by some miracle I could finally make you mine…then there is absolutely no doubt that I would at last be able, after all these years, to walk the line.





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