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Stonewall Jackson - Blue Field lyrics
In the West Virginia hills there must be ten thousand still And they found the biggest one outside of Blue Field A little peaceful country town nothing else for miles around I saw whiskey run like water down through Blue Field My trouble started on that Thursday afternoon The sheriff told me federal men will be here soon He said we've come up with a plan to catch Blue Field's slickest man And we will as sure as I'm the sheriff of Blue Field On a Wednesday I had ninety jars to cap didn't think that had the time to set a trap In the brush I heard a sound and I swiftly hit the ground What I shot and sent them runnin' back to Blue Field Not a soul suspected me I was the sheriff's deputy I make whiskey but God knows I'd never killed I didn't know he was that close when I let my shotgun go But I found I killed my friend the sheriff of Blue Field I recall how my mama and my girl friend cried When they locked me for oh no what a trial It's my last night in this cell the last story I would tell And I sit that road dreamin' about Blue Field Blue Field Blue Field oh Blue Field |
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