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Mitchell |
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Put up your shotgun Papa, everything is gonna be alright. |
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Put up your shotgun Papa, everything is gonna be alright. |
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Here comes the preacher, there's gonna be a wedding here tonight.. |
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I aint gonna run, I know it aint no use, |
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So you can tell your brothers to turn me lose. |
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Put up your shotgun Papa, everything is gonna be alright. |
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Here comes the preacher, there's gonna be a wedding here tonight. |
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I didn't wanna marry, but know we've tied the knot, |
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'cos something made me realise what I really got. |
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Put up your shotgun Papa, everything is gonna be alright. |
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Here comes the preacher, there's gonna be a wedding here tonight.. |
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Put up your shotgun Papa, everything is gonna be alright. |
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Here comes the preacher, there's gonna be a wedding here tonight.. |
