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Verse 1
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He works the night shift at the depot 
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With a pistol and a light 
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And he guards them rusty missiles 
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Counting whitetail to pass the time 
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And he's worked there for a long while 
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Since he came home from overseas 
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Helping Kilcorn fight the good fight 
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Bring Baghdad to its knees 
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And it was hotter than the mountain 
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But it weren't so's he couldn't stand 
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And it weren't so much the heat wave 
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Nearly as much as all the sand 
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Verse 2
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Now his daddy, he's a log man 
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With a good leg and a fake 
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That he got off of a buddy 
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And a shitshot that he made 
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And he worked them hands to blisters 
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And he raised them young'uns right 
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On a little bit of scripture 
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And an acreage of paradise 
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And he'd go out on weekends 
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And he played like Clarence White 
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But Clarence had a real job 
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And picked the guitar when there was time 
 
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Keeps a trap line in the winter 
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Keeps a line wet in the spring 
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On a lock wall fishing muskie 
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With his eldest and steed 
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And they swap tales about their raisin' 
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And they tell the office lies 
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And they go home when they've a notion 
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And the muskie quit to bitin' 
 
Ending 
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