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    I stole her from Emmett Fry, and now what's done is done.
    Like any man I'm afraid to die, but I'm hurt too bad to run.
    I ran with her to Walker's Woods with him close on my heels;
    I knew he'd kill to get her back, and I know just how he feels.

    Oh, the sun never shines in Walker's Woods;
    I doubt if it would want to come in even if it could,
    'Cause the gators and the cottonmouths, the sand that pulls you down
    Makes Walker's Woods a haven for the damned.

    By the quicksand over there my dream came to an end:
    She said it was a big mistake, that she'd return to him,
    So I gave her to the hungry sands, now all I loved is dead--
    And all that's left is the scarlet rag that she wore upon her head.

    Oh, the sun never shines in Walker's Woods;
    I doubt if it would want to come in even it could,
    'Cause the gators and the cottonmouths,the sand that pulls you down
    Makes Walker's Woods a haven for the damned.

    I've no regrets; I loved her; five more minutes I'll be free--
    I'd have made it if that cottonmouth hadn't made his strike at me.
    But I have to laugh when I think how mad old Emmett's going to be
    When he finds out he never got to take one shot at me.

    Oh, the sun never shines in Walker's Woods;
    I doubt if it would want to come in even if it could,
    'Cause the gators and the cottonmouths, the sand that pulls you down
    Makes Walker's Woods a haven for the damned.

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