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Gonna walk on down to the boneyard in the evening
Head on down to the graveyard with no reason
Looking for the tombstone for my woman
Bring a jar of whiskey in her honor
Bring a red rose, light a blackened candle
Smoke a pipe, send her on her ramble
A life too short, dying far too quickly
Gotta leave this empty, lonely, lonely city
I'll drive my Lincoln down the midnight highway.