Scott Rose
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Well The Towns Lay Out Across The Dusty Plains Like Graveyards Filled With Tombstones Waiting For The Names
And So It Was That I Came To Travel Upon A Road That Was Thorned And Narrow
Gather Your Wits And Hold On Fast
Sing A Lazy Song Beneath The Sun
He’s Got To Walk A Fine Line And Keep His Self Control
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