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Wake up my pretty angel, It's time for us to go
Lorenzo's on our trail, Wake up and don't be slow
Cause tonight we will ride, Feel the fear (deep) inside
He wants to steal our time, Before we cross that line
First we must pay a visit, Up at Lorenzo's place
And find his dirty money, Made from his evil ways
But we'll make him pay, Make a clean getaway
With all his silver in a sack, Never to turn back
Tomorrow our love will set us free,
We'll taste the cherries from the trees
Feel the flame and drink the wine, Shuffle off this sense of time
Hand me my leather britches, Hand me my walking cane
Hand me my steel revolver, And no one will be blamed
Don't you be afraid, Of these plans that we've laid
Just trust me one last time, This will be our last crime
We'll take away his money, And drive into the night
We'll get away with murder, And shoot out the lights
And we'll steal away, Nothing can make us stay
This is our only chance, To leave these shadowlands
Tomorrow our love will set us free,
We'll taste the cherries from the trees
Feel the flame and drink the wine, Shuffle off this sense of time