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I was born in 1850
To a farmer and his bride
Oblivious to empty men
With impulse in their eyes

I was shoulder to a boulder
When they left me out of sight
By the morning I was older
With the fear a woman hides

Stagecoach Sally
Gonna shake your alley
Gonna make you leave your
Shotgun by the door

This wild California
Was a fire in the forge
The shepherds left the valley
For a gold rush in the gorge

But when I lay my saddle down
His face is all I see
In the silence of the desert night
We danced unspeakably

Stagecoach Sally
Gonna shake your alley
Gonna make you leave your
Shotgun by the door
Giddyup

I travelled on my pony
From there to old San Juan
Where my conscience was a shadow
In the reaping of the dawn

And then he saw me coming
With a corset and a gun
And with all the earthquakes in his eyes
He never thought to run

Stagecoach Sally
Gonna shake your alley
Gonna make you leave your
Shotgun by the door
Stagecoach Sally
Gonna shake your alley
Gonna make you leave your
Shotgun by the…
Gonna make you leave your
Shotgun by the door

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