Lyrics
i'm trapped on this mountain, two more hours 'til dawn, if they'd come in the morning, i'll have both guns drawn, i looked down the canyon, i can see their fires, all of my companions captured or expired. and if i should fail on this fearful trail, surrounded and alone and still pursued, if i don't prevail, if you get this mail, know the last thing that i think of will be you. i've seen storms erasing every dream i knew, but this danger i'm facing is the worst i've gone through, your picture before me laying on a stone, the one where you're smiling, holding one red rose. and if i should fail on this fearful trail, surrounded and alone and still pursued, if i don't prevail, if you get this mail, know the last thing that i think of will be you. if they come with the rising sun, i will know by the hush of the birds, and the snapping of the twigs as they move in, i got a canteen full of rum if the worst occurs, i will drink it dry before the end begins. and if i should fail on this fearful trail, surrounded and alone and still pursued, if i don't prevail, if you get this mail, know the last thing that i think of will be you. and if i should fail on this fearful trail, surrounded and alone and still pursued, if i don't prevail, if you get this mail, know the last thing that i think of will be you.
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