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Unlike most of the songs nowadays Have been written up town in Tinpine Alley That's where most of the folk songs come from nowadays Now this, this is

Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto They are ridin' down the line Fixin' ev'rybody's troubles Ev'rybody's 'cept mine Somebody musta tol' 'em That I was doin

Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto They are ridin' down the line Fixin' ev'rybody's troubles Ev'rybody's 'cept mine Somebody musta tol' 'em That I was doin

: When you're lost in the rain in Juarez And it's Eastertime too And your gravity fails And negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs When

: I woke in the mornin', wand'rin', Wasted and worn out. I woke in the mornin', wand'rin', Wasted and worn out. Wishin' my long-lost lover Will walk

Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto They are ridin' down the line Fixin' ev'rybody's troubles Ev'rybody's 'cept mine Somebody musta tol' 'em That I was doin

Johnny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says

When you're lost in the rain in Juarez And it's Eastertime too And your gravity fails And negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs When