Annie Oakley Hanging - 13 Steps | Текст песни

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1-2-3-4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1-2-3-4, 9 more steps and then we draw

The 13 steps was all they could agree upon
The only way to settle between money men
In his hand was the weapon he loved
And each step was a gift from above
He thought he heard her voice in the wind
As he waited for the gunshot noises to win

You could greet her with a fortune in your hand
Or be buried like a boombox in the sand
Hold tight cause the alarm’s here
Look up let your last few in
You could greet her with a fortune in your hand

1-2-3-4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1-2-3-4, 9 more steps and then we draw

A fortune shared is a fortune that’s been halved
And men like this they wear their pride with no scar
In his mind was the women he loved
And each step was a gift from above
He thought he saw the money in the wind
As he waited for the 13 steps to begin

You could greet her with a fortune in your hand
Or be buried like a boombox in the sand
Hold tight cause the alarm’s here
Look up let your last few in
You could greet her with a fortune in your hand

1-2-3-4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1-2-3-4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1-2-3-4, 9 more steps and then we draw

1-2-3-4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1-2-3-4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1-2-3-4, 9 more steps and then we draw

You could greet her with a fortune in your hand
Or be buried like a boombox in the sand
Hold tight cause the alarm’s here
Look up let your last few in
You could greet her with a fortune in your hand

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