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Wake Up Woes 5:590:00/5:59
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0:00/???
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Windy City Blues 4:390:00/4:39
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Deadwood Special 4:350:00/4:35
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Tinted Blue 6:330:00/6:33
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Beyond the Divide 7:350:00/7:35
Deadwood Special
There's something evil in the Black Hills
Whispered words of a reckoning day
Pistol loaded, ready to kill
Deadwood Special's what they say
Death trip to Deadwood
Death trip to Deadwood
One Eyed Jack rode into town
Nobody looked him in his face
Silence was the only sound
'Til he called his victims' names
Wild Bill and Calamity Jane
Stumbled from the gamblin' bar
Triggers hammered, shots sustained
Jack lit up his last cigar
Death trip to Deadwood
Death trip to Deadwood
Chorus:
Killin' in Deadwood
Shots went down where Jack stood
Left them all bleedin' in bloodhood
Made the town go cold
Made the town go cold
Blackbirds singin' for the one's who've died
Bill and Jane in a pool of blood
The cowboy said an eye for an eye
Townfolk gathered, quick to judge
They hung Jack by the railroad
One eyed smilin' with an ace in hand
The bare wind burned his face to bone
His remnants rest in the grains of sand
Echoing shots in the Black Hills
Remind me of that reckoning day
Pistols emptied, bloods been spilled
Deadwood Specials what they say
Death trip to Deadwood
Death trip to Deadwood
There's something evil in the Black Hills
Whispered words of a reckoning day
Pistol loaded, ready to kill
Deadwood Special's what they say
Death trip to Deadwood
Death trip to Deadwood
One Eyed Jack rode into town
Nobody looked him in his face
Silence was the only sound
'Til he called his victims' names
Wild Bill and Calamity Jane
Stumbled from the gamblin' bar
Triggers hammered, shots sustained
Jack lit up his last cigar
Death trip to Deadwood
Death trip to Deadwood
Chorus:
Killin' in Deadwood
Shots went down where Jack stood
Left them all bleedin' in bloodhood
Made the town go cold
Made the town go cold
Blackbirds singin' for the one's who've died
Bill and Jane in a pool of blood
The cowboy said an eye for an eye
Townfolk gathered, quick to judge
They hung Jack by the railroad
One eyed smilin' with an ace in hand
The bare wind burned his face to bone
His remnants rest in the grains of sand
Echoing shots in the Black Hills
Remind me of that reckoning day
Pistols emptied, bloods been spilled
Deadwood Specials what they say
Death trip to Deadwood
Death trip to Deadwood