Big flag billow over the trailer park
Where I buried my heart
We do the best with what we've got
My voice is a little horse
Galloping wild through the woods
Little I learn is so expensive
It almost kills me and purges nothing
His gun is always drawn
And his turned back under the whiskey bottle
If its not the worst thing it'll do
'til the worst thing comes along
Where I buried my heart
We do the best with what we've got
My voice is a little horse
Galloping wild through the woods
Little I learn is so expensive
It almost kills me and purges nothing
His gun is always drawn
And his turned back under the whiskey bottle
If its not the worst thing it'll do
'til the worst thing comes along
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