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I was born and running wild, a victim of a woman child

She caused the death of three young men, I killed them all and would again

They tried to touch my sweet Violet

I put them in the ground and there they are yet

And every night I sit and listen why my mind runs

I see her face I hear her voice and nearly come undone

She sings

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Chico come on home, Chico come on home

Chico come on home, you’ve been gone way too long

My souls locked in a private hell, my body is in a prison cell

My mind’s a jungle full of fire, my heart’s a dungeon of desire

I kiss these prison walls so cold and wet

Pretending they’re the lips of Violet

And every night I sit and listen why my mind runs

I see her face I hear her voice and nearly come undone

She keeps singing

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