hurry sundown
<i>Gypsies danced around the campfire, shook their tambourines 
They were waiting for the ghost of an outlaw, Sundown was his name 
As the midnight hour grew closer and the sky begins to fall 
You can see their shadow by the light of the moon 
They had heard the gypsies' call </i>
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