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and as I got of the train way down in New Orleans
I grabbed my hat, I put on my coat
reached for my spliff, yeah
I had myself a little smoke, yeah
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I was sentenced, living in detention
sentenced, living in detention
and now Iâm locked up in jail
I spend my days in a cold dark prison cell
I rest alone, I watch myself grow old
and I donât deserve this, I just want to go home
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I should have known when I shot the man dead
there would be a bounty, a bounty for my dead, yeah
well I donât care that that young mans dead
Iâm just missing one thing, a good spliff to my head
Iâve been talking in my sleep
Iâve been waking in my dreams
Iâve been living in the past
my good old faith is dead
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