Answer
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He
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was
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on
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his
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way
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home
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from
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Candletop
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Been
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two
|
weeks
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gone
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and
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he
|
thought
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he'd
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stop
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at
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Webb's
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And
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have
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him
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a
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drink
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before
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he
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went
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home
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to
|
her
|
Andy
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Wolloe
|
said
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Hello
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And
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he
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said
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Hi
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what's
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doin
|
Wo
|
Said
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Sit
|
down
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I
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got
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some
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bad
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news
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it's
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gonna
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hurt
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He
|
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Answer
|
said
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I'm
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your
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best
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friend
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you
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know
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that's
|
right
|
But
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your
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young
|
bride
|
ain't
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home
|
tonight
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Since
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you
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been
|
gone
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she's
|
been
|
seeing
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that
|
Amos
|
boy
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Seth
|
Well
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he
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got
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mad
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and
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he
|
saw
|
red
|
And
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Andy
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said
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Boy
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don't
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lose
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your
|
head
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Cause
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to
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tell
|
you
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the
|
truth
|
I've
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been
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with
|
her
|
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Answer
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myself
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That's
|
the
|
night
|
that
|
the
|
lights
|
went
|
out
|
in
|
Georgia
|
That's
|
the
|
night
|
that
|
they
|
hung
|
an
|
innocent
|
man
|
Well
|
don't
|
trust
|
your
|
soul
|
to
|
no
|
backwoods
|
southern
|
lawyer
|
Cause
|
the
|
judge
|
in
|
the
|
town's
|
got
|
bloodstains
|
on
|
his
|
hands
|
Well
|
Andy
|
got
|
scared
|
and
|
left
|
the
|
bar
|
Walking
|
on
|
home
|
cause
|
|
Answer
|
he
|
didn't
|
live
|
far
|
See
|
Andy
|
didn't
|
have
|
many
|
friends
|
And
|
he
|
just
|
lost
|
him
|
one
|
Brother
|
thought
|
his
|
wife
|
musta
|
left
|
town
|
So
|
he
|
went
|
home
|
and
|
finally
|
found
|
The
|
only
|
thing
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Papa
|
had
|
left
|
him
|
and
|
that
|
was
|
a
|
gun
|
Then
|
he
|
went
|
off
|
to
|
Andy's
|
house
|
Slippin
|
through
|
the
|
|
Answer
|
backwoods
|
quiet
|
as
|
a
|
mouse
|
Came
|
upon
|
some
|
tracks
|
too
|
small
|
for
|
Andy
|
to
|
make
|
He
|
looked
|
through
|
the
|
screen
|
at
|
the
|
back
|
porch
|
door
|
And
|
he
|
saw
|
Andy
|
lying
|
on
|
the
|
floor
|
In
|
a
|
puddle
|
of
|
blood
|
and
|
he
|
started
|
to
|
shake
|
Well
|
the
|
Georgia
|
patrol
|
was
|
making
|
their
|
rounds
|
So
|
|
Answer
|
he
|
fired
|
a
|
shot
|
just
|
to
|
flag
|
them
|
down
|
And
|
a
|
big
|
bellied
|
sheriff
|
grabbed
|
his
|
gun
|
And
|
said
|
Why'd
|
you
|
do
|
it
|
Well
|
the
|
judge
|
said
|
guilty
|
in
|
a
|
make
|
believe
|
trial
|
Slapped
|
the
|
sheriff
|
on
|
the
|
back
|
with
|
a
|
smile
|
Said
|
Supper's
|
waitin
|
at
|
home
|
and
|
i
|
gotta
|
get
|
to
|
|
Answer
|
it
|
Well
|
they
|
hung
|
my
|
brother
|
before
|
I
|
could
|
say
|
The
|
tracks
|
he
|
saw
|
while
|
on
|
his
|
way
|
To
|
Andy's
|
house
|
and
|
back
|
that
|
night
|
were
|
mine
|
And
|
his
|
cheating
|
wife
|
had
|
never
|
left
|
town
|
And
|
that's
|
one
|
body
|
that'll
|
never
|
be
|
found
|
See
|
little
|
sister
|
don't
|
miss
|
when
|
she
|
aims
|
here
|
|
Answer
|
gun
|
That's
|
the
|
night
|
that
|
the
|
lights
|
went
|
out
|
in
|
Georgia
|
That's
|
the
|
night
|
that
|
they
|
hung
|
an
|
innocent
|
man
|
Well
|
don't
|
trust
|
your
|
soul
|
to
|
no
|
backwoods
|
southern
|
lawyer
|
Cause
|
the
|
judge
|
in
|
the
|
town's
|
got
|
bloodstains
|
on
|
his
|
hands
|
Oh
|
that's
|
the
|
night
|
that
|
the
|
lights
|
went
|
out
|
in
|
Georgia
|
|