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Coretta Scott
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Cross My Fingers
He caught a train heading to sea-town from LA A paper soon to be money well spent But not enough to forgive him for what he's done Still home, he heads
Somebody's outlaw might make it home tonight Somebody's outlaw might make it home tonight, yeah, Oh, yeah
Mom always told me this was how to be a man Slit her throat and disregard her only son Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I cross my fingers, hope to god I won't become a fake, a lie
Somebody's outlaw might make it home tonight, yeah Somebody's outlaw might make it home tonight
Somebody's outlaw might make it home tonight, yeah Somebody's outlaw might make it home tonight, tonight, yeah, tonight, tonight Somebody's outlaw (somebody's outlaw) might make it home tonight Somebody's outlaw (somebody's outlaw) might make it home tonight
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