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letra de the last flame - overtime

[verse 1]
i saw a man on a horse on the 4th of july
he was carrying the flag and a .45 on his side
i said mister won’t you hop down, i’ll play you a song
it’s the least i can do to maybe help you along
it’s a cold d-mn world, and it’s steering us wrong
i can sing a little, baby, that’ll carry a song

[pre-chorus]
so, when the whiskey dries and the fiddle runs out
there’s a jukebox playin’ somewhere and i’ll be found
till the sun comes up in the old big sky
tip my hat to an outlaw as i’m passing by
[chorus]
’cause they don’t make ’em like me and mine
just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road
till the last flame wonders out
the guitar makеs a final sound, and we’re on the go
yеah, they don’t make ’em like me and mine
just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road

[verse 2]
i saw a lady on the street, she was selling a rose
she had a pretty bouquet with a ribbon of gold
tip my hat down low as i was fixing to go
flipped a 20 for the petals that will lay in my road

[chorus]
’cause they don’t make ’em like me and mine
just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road
till the last flame wonders out
the guitar makes a final sound, and we’re on the go
yeah, they don’t make ’em like me and mine
just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road

[bridge]
so, when the whiskey dries and the fiddle runs out
there’s a jukebox playin’ somewhere and i’ll be found
till the sun comes up in the old big sky
tip my hat to an outlaw as i’m passing by
[chorus]
’cause they don’t make ’em like me and mine
just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road
till the last flame wonders out
the guitar makes a final sound, and we’re on the go
yeah, they don’t make ’em like me and mine
just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road

[outro]
just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road

- overtime

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