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i turned 21 in prison, but i broke out when the sheriff napped and now i hunt for those who wronged me with the big iron at my hip. only the thoughts of my juanita keep me company, and i love her even though she is in the arms of the oilman big jim. ill ride up on my horse white as a pearl, and grab her and ride off after that steam train in the sunset where ill make my fortune and hide it in a cave up in the hills.
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only with an affected accent and brand name denim will i affirm my masculinity
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Feb 25, 2015 01:26
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wasted and wounded in the dusty trails of the arizona, with only my old grand dad to comfort me
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john henry died with a hammer in his hand in protest of the infernal steam shovel. likewise, ill die with a cheeseburger in my hand with a tv on, but by god we'll stop obamacare
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