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In 1969 I killed a man of mine In a small montana town I was down by hounds Hear the light has cried Their voices dry and hollow Hear the crowd cheer They cheer me to the gallows In 1985 I was doing time alive I made a plan to escape And live as the lady Of the lake Hear the crowd of ghosts Their voices dry and hollow Can't you hear their calls They cheer me to the gallows 1995 was the year I came up for trial I listened to his song And watched the sun Make the shadows long Letras de canciones Here the light has cried His voice is dry and hollow Hear the crowd call They cheer me to the gallows Here the light has called His voice is dry and hollow Here the lights have called In a voice that's hollow From Letras Mania