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She's in Trouble
Yeah, she's got a gun
She's got bloodstains on her hands

And she's on the run

Well, She's in Trouble
And she can't catch her breath
She called up tonight and said
I think he's actually dead

I met her out by Cheek road
About five miles down
I loaded up her dead load
And hauled our asses out of town
Well, he had no self control
But it was fairly unknown
Now no one knows the liar in the grave
Of Lone Grove

She's in Trouble
But she smiles in relief
Because the two of us are on the road
Headed out to Tennessee

Yeah, She's in Trouble
But the doors finally closed
Because the man who stole her soul
Is down deep in the flood control

I met her out by Cheek road
About five miles down
I loaded up her dead load
And hauled our asses out of town
Well, he had no self control
But it was fairly unknown
Now no one knows the liar in the grave
Of Lone Grove

She's in Trouble
And I'm right there by her side
But we both gotta plan
We'll be the ones to survive

Well, She's in Trouble
And I'm with her in the cell
But at least we've got each other
And now he's down in...

I met her out by Cheek road
About five miles down
I loaded up her dead load
And hauled our asses out of town
Well, he had no self control
But it was fairly unknown
Now, no one knows the liar in the grave
Of Lone Grove

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