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Lord I gotta keep on moving.
Lord I gotta get on down.
Lord I gotta keep on moving.
Where I can`t be found
Law is coming after me.
I`ve been accused of a killing
Lord knows I didn`t do
For hanging me they are willing yeh
That`s why I gotta get on through.
Law is coming after me.
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Lord I gotta.....etc
I`ve got two boys and a woman
They`re just gonna suffer now.
Lord forgive me for not going back
But i`ll be there anyhow,
I`ll be there anyhow.
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Lord I gotta.....etc
Now maybe someday i`ll find a piece of land
Somewhere not by or near anyone.
Then i`ll send for my love, love, love sweet woman.
And my two grown up son`s,
My two grown up sons.
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Lord I gotta.....etc
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