Get The Hell Outta Dodge

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You put leavin’ on my mind, love
I’m gonna fly like the lonesome dove
Until my troubles with you
Fade to a blue mirage

You say there’s gonna be a showdown
But I won’t be here at sundown
One thing I do well
Get the hell outta dodge

You’re (worth)? a ricochet around my head
Might as well be slingin’ lead
But I’m a son of a gun
If I can stand more than one barrage

Already two of my amigos died
My dignity and my manly pride
Let ‘em lay where they fell
Get thе hell outta dodge

I won’t hang around this old cow town
If you don’t need me anymorе
And I don’t need nothing I can’t find
Behind some swingin’ doors

Ain’t gonna wait until the law gets there
Takin’ names and kickin’ you know where
A hangin’ judge with a trumped up charge

I see the writing on the fence rail
I hear the call down the lonesome trail
Clear as a bell:
Get the hell outta dodge

-(Fiddle/Steel Guitar Solos)-

You put leavin’ on my mind, love
I’m gonna fly like the lonesome dove
Until my troubles with you
Fade to a blue mirage

You say there’s gonna be a showdown
But I won’t be here at sundown
One thing I do well
Get the hell outta dodge

One thing I do well
Get the hell outta dodge

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