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Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat; When they shot him down on the highway, Down like a dog on the highway, And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat.
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Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat;
When they shot him down on the highway,⠀⠀⠀
Down like a dog on the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat.
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