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JonnieHey, JonniePut that gun down You see we're not alone You look so square Standing there, with your greasy Grey long hair I remember growing up together Sharing all kinds of weather We were to small kids In a dusty town Your trail was trouble, mine was Homebound That's when you reach for your revolver That's when you reach for your gun Well, we heard the stories on the wire Death was your only desire Stayin' away made you hard to blame But killing my love made me Stop your game That's when I reach for my revolver That's when I reach for my gun |