Shot my shot everything I got
It’s not so hot so I’m gonna trot
All hunkered down to cover some ground
Wherever I’m bound I’ll never be found
Chase me outta town on an old dirt lane
You got me scared half to death like Ichabod Crane
Chase me outta town on an old dirt lane
You got me scared half to death like Ichabod Crane
I don’t know if Beau is gonna blow
I got the Lords Of October on my stereo
Guess I made my bed if I wind up dead
I ain’t losing my head for something I said
Chase me outta town on an old dirt lane
You got me scared half to death like Ichabod Crane
Chase me outta town on an old dirt lane
You got me scared half to death like Ichabod Crane
Chase me outta town on an old dirt lane
You got me scared half to death like Ichabod Crane
Chase me outta town on an old dirt lane
You got me scared half to death like Ichabod Crane
Scared half to death like Ichabod Crane
Scared half to death like Ichabod Crane
Scared half to death like Ichabod Crane
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