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Gather the horses boy
Summon the men
Say your last goodbyes to the women and children
There is fighting here to be done
Houses of pleasure and houses of pain
Down here in the low they seem one and the same
And there is a battle here
To be won
You've got to ride on
Let the people say what they want
You've got to ride on
Let the people say what they want about you
Lock, stock, and barrel shot
One smoking gun
And enough anger in you to hurt someone
And there is a battle here to be won
You've got to ride on
Let the people say what they want
You've got to ride on
Let the people say what they want
I get the message
And it breaks my heart in two
And I try to
Ride on, let the people