INTRO: D G A G D
verse 1
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John Beyers blew three holes in my ride
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He put two in the tires and one in the side
D G
Side panel of my 1969
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Camaro, and so it's John I must find
verse 2
D G
So I hopped in Pop's pick-up and cranked up the heat
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Got a clean .22 and some shells in the seat
D G
And I lit up the dark and I shifted her down
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This southside Swift Current boy's northside-bound
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John Beyers just bought him a whole mess of pain
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He's a fool if he thinks he can do this again
D G
'Cause I'm crossin' that track just as soon as this train
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Pulls out of the rail yard, ol' John's gonna pay
OUTRO: D G A G D (x2)