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Jack?

Here's a hook to hang your guilt upon
I left you two rings, two cents, and two combs
All of you fooled by the rapture of man
What's the count
I see you standin' in the sun like an iron dinosaur
Got your tired head restin' on a west Texas floor
We were really something son back in our time
What's the use of havin' muscles 
If your life hangs by a thread 
If you ain't got no red corpuscles 
Jack, you're dead 

You been always kickin'
muscles
When your life hangs by a thread
If you ain't got no red corpuscles
Jack, you're dead!

You've been always kicking
But you stubbed your toes
When
life hangs by a thread
If you ain't got no red corpuscles
Jack, you're dead

You been always kickin'
But you stubbed your toes
When you ups and kicks
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
You left her by the roadside
Down in the valley valley so low
Hang your head over hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow dear hear the wind blow
Hang your head over hear
Down in the valley the valley so low
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow love, hear the wind blow
Hang your head over, hear
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
Down in the valley, valley so low
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow, dear, hear the wind blow
Hang your head over, hear
the Jack of Spades is now down with the BDP posse
If you wanna see more, just watch me man
Do what I do, throw your hands in the air
And scream it out, oh
smile 

Captain Jack will get you high tonight 
And take you to your special island 
Captain Jack will get you by tonight 
Just a little push,
Swigging the gin with your pig faced grin
There's a stagger in your stride
Twenty to five and he's still alive
Chedder head rubber with a glassy eyes
blame it
        All on Jack
        Who's Jack you ask me
        You say, I say it every time
        But the rhyme goes
        Into your head down
Down in the valley valley so low
Hang your head over hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow dear hear the wind blow
Hang your head over hear
Down in the valley valley so low
Hang your head over hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow dear hear the wind blow
Hang your head over hear
Down in the valley the valley so low
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow love, hear the wind blow
Hang your head over, hear
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Killed poor Laura Foster
You know you're bound to die

You took her on the hillside,
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
You left her by the roadside
tail 
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail 
All the ends, are justified by the means 
When Jack's on the scene 
Track the movement, don't lose it
you think of dignity
Picked you up by the side of your head, you were half dead
Say your prayers and put you to to bed

At the end of the day stands
your foot down

Counting feels like something to hang on to
You find the number, try to break the code.
I guess by now you figured out there's no
a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny
like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something
minds

When that midnight train rolls by
And they hear that lonesome sound
They just hang their heads and cry
On the other side of town

Well it isn't