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Beat the Machine - Quaker City Night Hawks
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Beat the Machine Quaker City Night Hawks

Beat the Machine - Quaker City Night Hawks
[Verse 1]
Took down my coat and I put it on
With cold hands through the sleeves
Put down my head and I rode alone
Silent as in the trees
I rode past all the soldiers there
Got in the bridge cross the creek
The lonesome sounds of my bridal bells there
Mad chattering teeth

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, you can’t get what you need
Oh, oh, you can’t beat the machine

[Verse 2]
Rode three days through the hell and rain
Cause the kick is in the heats
Now I heard that great job of winning then
Got through the darkest of me
Yeah it’s time until the war comes again
At least not till the spring
Said those fools can never take the crown
That it’s still up to you and me

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, you can’t get what you need
Oh, oh, you can’t beat the machine
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