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 A whiskey  comforts me
 And  me not to cry
 While a full moon says a prayer  me
 I try to  my eyes
 
 But  night's there to remind me
  the guns and the early graves
 The ghosts appear as I  asleep
 To sing an  serenade
 
 Dyin'  much of a livin'
  you're livin' on the run
 Dyin' ain't much  a livin' for the young
 Is it too late to ask for 
 For the things that I have 
 Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for  young
 
  desert's been a friend to me
 It  me by night
 And a snakebite's not  enemy
 But it  me how to fight
 
 All this fame don't bring you 
 Though it  a this disguise
 When an outlaw is just  man to me
 And a man has  die
 
 Dyin' ain't  of a livin'
 When you're livin'  the run
 Dyin' ain't much  a livin' for the young
 Is it too late  ask for forgiveness
 For the  that I have done
 Dyin' ain't much  a livin' for the young
 
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 And I hope  will pray for me
 When  my turn to die... pray for me
 
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