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Poster Child

A Balladeer

The smell of the sage bush reaches your brain.
The scent of the pines from the snow-covered rain
You came out to laramie, in search of a friend,
but the wyoming wind wants to play whit your pains.

Hang on, handsome,
we are going to get you of here quick
hang on, handsome,
just wait, and watch out for the bicyclist.

The sun it goes down now, for a second black night,
Its you on the outskirts, not a soul here inside.
The beatiful sky has your last piece of hope,
the same old star your saw thourgh the telescope

Hnag on, handsome,
we are going to get you of here quick
hang on, handsome,
The biciclist here will, know what to say and do

Jurry selection begings today in Laramie, wyoming for the trial of 23 years old
aaron Mckkinney
mckkinney face charges of kidnapping, aggravated roberry and firts degree murder,
In the beathing death one year ago of gay University of Wyoming student Matthew Sheppard."

Hang on, handsome,
we are going to get you of here quick
Hnag on, handsome,
Just wait, and watch out for the bicyclist.

Composição: Marinus de Goederen



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