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(verso 1)
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Some days I remember
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Some days I forget
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Every notch on my pistol
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and not one damn regret
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Oh but I've come   a      long  way
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from the old dreams I had
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thank god for the whiskey
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and the angel of goliad

(verso 2)
We were meant to be martyrs
In a war of ideals
But now all is peaceful
in the forts and the fields
Except when the night winds
Cry lonesome and sad
Thank god for the whiskey
and the angel of goliad

(verso 3)
Sometimes I hear hoofbeats
Out there in the dark
Like old Santa Ana
Riding in from New York
And I still curse the bastard
People think I've gone mad
Thank God for the whiskey
and the Angel of Goliad

(verso 4)
Now I'm just an old man (some day we'll fly)
and my best days are gone  (to a far distant land)
nobody knows me (but angels and outlaws)
and it's time to move on (and walk hand in hand)
This whole world is changing
for good and for bad
Thank God for the whiskey
and the Angel of Goliad

(outro)
                  C5     G5
Some days I remember
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Some days I forget