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A young man rode with his head held high, Under the Texas sun, And no one guessed, That a man so blessed, Would perish by the gun, Lord, would perish by the gun. A shot rang out like a Southern shout, And Heaven held it's breath, For a man shot down, In a Southern town, In the summer of his years, Yes, the summer of his years. And we who stay mustn't ever lose, The victories that he's won, For wherever
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