I grew up in great plains of Montana where I spent my days living off the land. My favorite activities were white water rafting, hiking the treacherous mountains, and contemplating the stars. My horse was named Trent and my two dogs were Maggie and Jessie. We've seen and done a lot in the course of our lives and as soon as the winter passes, we will head north until the man comes around. He's coming for me because Early one morning With time to kill I borrowed Jebb's rifle And sat on a hill
I saw a lone rider Crossing the plain I drew a bead on him To practice my aim My brother's rifle Went off in my hand A shot rang out Across the land The horse, he kept running The rider was dead I hung my head I set off running
To wake from the dream My brother's rifle Went into the sheen I kept on running Into the south lands That's where they found me My head and my hands
The sheriff he asked me Why had I run And then it came to me Just what I had done And all for no reason Just one piece of lead I hung my head Here in the court house The whole town was there I see the judge High up in the chair Explain to the court room What went through you mind And we'll ask the jury
What verdict they find I felt the power Of death over life I orphaned his children I widowed his wife I begged their forgiveness I wish I was dead I hung my head
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