& intro

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Not Long ago in a one-horse town, down south of Sante Fe
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A one-eyed half-breed amputee sat thinking of the way
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He settle the score with that runnin' sort who had 

left him the way he is:

One-armded, half-blind and

crippled in his mind,
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and he, that amputee, 
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could not...
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forgive!

           Riffing, with variations, repeat
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He swore to kill that stranger for this one bad thing he done.
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For three long years, he practiced until he could use the gun!
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Heart of stone--he lived alone, and he lived on beans and eggs.

Folks could tell what time it was
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by the egg 
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running down
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his face!

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Bad blood -- will drive you crazy
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Bad blood -- I've heard men say
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Bad blood -- is like an egg stain on your chin
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you can lick it but it still won't go away


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For four more years he roamed around until his legs was worn away.
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Then he bummed around from town to town, "Has a stranger passed this way?
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The man I'm looking for has two eyes, but he's a one-breed dirty dog.

When I find him ,
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I'm gonna shoot him!
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--Don't you laugh at me!

'Cos man, unhuh...
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I'm really pissed!


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The stagecoach jingle-jangled into town one hot mid-afternoon.
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He saw the stranger get off near the Seborrhoea Saloon,     C              G             
And just as he was easin' in, a lumberjack rolled out.

And shot him dead, 
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then One-Eye said:
     

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"Hey you, 
mutton-head! 
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I've been lookin' for that particular son-of-a-bitch for nearly seven years, man! 

You've just spoiled everything! I could have been a doctor or an architect!"


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Bad blood -- will drive you crazy (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
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Bad blood -- I've heard men say
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Bad blood -- is like an egg stain on your chin
        G5              D5              G5
you can lick it but it still won't go away


TRIP SECTION INTERLUDE into honky tonk:

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Carrumba.
Arriba.

(Closes with honky tonk piano and fuzz guitar)

- guitar played Anthony 'Bubs' White.