Buffalo Tom
Paper Knife
When your hero is selling outJust jumped in to get byBut just like anything you get roped inAnd carried along 'til the day you diePaper knife, you pay for lifeOn the way, on the way back downPaper knife, folded in your handWords that don't make a soundI wish my words could now reach youI would know what to sayI'd walk right in, and read them to youBut I just walked away
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