Don't Take Your Guns to Town

He sang a song as on he rode, His guns hung at his hips He rode into a cattle town, A smile upon his lips He stopped and walked into a bar and laid his money down But his mother's words echoed again; Don't take your guns to town, son


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Saturday, June 10, 2006

10 30 oclock

Beeramid 1 done...
--slango

Rolled by Sam at 10:39 PM

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