Killing Song - (Crowe/Doyle)

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Don't want to ride into the Sunset
With murder on my mind
Let me lie in a lullaby
I'm not the man I left behind
Fallen,fallen,fallen
Wicked with regret
I can't sing a killing song before I go to bed no,
I can't sing a killing song before I go to bed

 

Is that the guitar from Tucson
'cause I don't want to sing those songs again
Dancing 'til dawn with the ranger's girl
Waking up to find sweet peach dead

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I never stay more than a few days
I sing my songs and no-one would suspect
that I'd be the kind,that's very hard to find
Funny what you can make yourself forget

Bridge

I believe you when you say that you love Johnny
That Reno one it was my favourite song
There's [bad word] ways to leave your love yeah
I lie awake and I count 51

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Break

Lord let me hear salt water breaking
Western solace sun,set on the sea
I have to close the night with a sweet,sweet song
Or I'll find the night closing in on me

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