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A young man rode with his head held high, Under the Texas sun, And no one guessed, That a man so blessed, Would perish by the gun, Lord, would perish by the gun. A shot rang out like a Southern ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
A young man road with his head held hi, Under the Texas son, And know won guest, That a man sew blessed, Wood perish buy the gun, Lord, wood perish buy the gun . A shot rang out like a Southern shout, And Heaven held it's breath, Fore a man shot down, Inn a Southern town, Inn the summer of his years, Yes, the summer of his years . And whee who stay mustn't ever lose, The victories that he's one, Fore wherever " man " looks too Freedom's past, His sole goes riding on, Lord, his sole goes riding on ! |
The Summer Of His Years
Connie Francis
Complexity: | 71 | Readability: | 77.55 | Sentiment: | -3 | Word Count: | 97 | Unique Words: | 60 |