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It was a beautiful day.
And the sun was shining high.
Not a cloud up above.
It was a good day to die.

And I got my chores done.
I got the horses fed.
I took a swim in the pond.

Oh bury me not on the lone prairie
Where the coyotes wail and the wind blows free
And when I die don't bury me
Beneath the western sky on the lone prairie

Oh bury me not on the lone prairie
These words came soft and painfully
From the pallid lips of a youth who lay

Smoke em if you got em,
drink your glasses to the bottom,
and toast me on another year.
Another year of hope,
another year of holdin on,
you drinkers by day, and bastards by dawn.

And I hope I will see you soon,

Well it's a God damn shame what's goin' down
How we got to this I do not know
There's a sick sick wind that's blowin' 'round
And the captain's got to go

About you or me he does not give a damn
What a low down dirty snake
With his mind on his money and his money on his mind

The old devils are at it again.
Who knows what they'll do.
It's true right now like it was back then. The old devils are at it again. from behind these bars the view don't change. desperation death and despair. from what little I hear of the outside world. well its not to different out there. and they tell me there's a war without no end. The old devils are at it again. they die by the millions children women and men. The old devils are at it again. when I say devil you know who I mean these animals in the dark malicious politicians with nefarious schemes charlatans and crooked cops the moonshine still gives you five to ten The old devils are at it again. stripes on your back and a ball and chain The old devils are at it again. two men stare out of prison bars wonderin what got'em here. one saw mud but the other saw stars. prayin that the end is near. well the billboard outside says "confess your sins" The old devils are at it again. I guess I will confess that I've been sufferin. The old devils are at it again. I said The old devils are at it again. who knows what they'll do. and it's true right now like it was back then. The old devils are at it again. I said The old devils are at it again. oh oh...

You'll pray for a candle when the darkness falls
when the night time closes in
When life's fateful curtain finally draws
you won't see the morning again

Those buzzards will circle all overhead
just waiting for you to die
In their hearts they know you'll soon be dead

My hands they trembled, my knees they shook
and nothing ever was the same
I could not bear to look
the day the end finally came

The lightnin' struck the river
and the water burst up in flames
All the preachers forgot their purpose