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John Beyers blew three holes in my ride

He put two in the tires and one in the side

Side panel of my 1969

Camaro, and so it's John I must find

So I hopped in Pop's pick-up and cranked up the heat

Got a clean .22 and some shells in the seat

And I lit up the dark and I shifted her down

This southside Swift Current boy's northside-bound

John Beyers just bought him a whole mess of pain

He's a fool if he thinks he can do this again

'Cause I'm crossin' that track just as soon as this train

Pulls out of the rail yard, ol' John's gonna pay

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