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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Nebraska”

• I saw her standin on her front lawn just twirlin her baton Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died From the town of Lincoln, Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my lap Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path I cant say that Im sorry for the things that we done At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor head back You make sure my pretty baby is sittin right there on my lap They declared me unfit to live said into that great void my sould be hurled They wanted to know why I did what I did Well sir I guess theres just a meanness in this world.

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