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Nebraska


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Capo: 4 Standard tuning D G D G I saw her standing on her front lawn D G Just a-twirling her baton Cadd9 G Me and her went for a ride, sir, D G And ten innocent people died From the town of Lincoln, Nebraska Sawed off .410 on my lap To the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path I can't say that I'm sorry For the things we done At least for a little while, sir, Me and her we had us some fun Now the jury sent in a guilty verdict And the judge, he sentenced me to death Midnight in a prison storeroom Leather straps across my chest Sherrif, when the man comes, pulls that switch, sir And he snaps my poor head back You make sure my pretty baby's Sitting right there on my lap They declared me unfit to live Said into that great void, my soul' be hurled You wanna know why I did what I did Sir, I guess there's just a meanness in this world


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