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So saddle up we've got miles to go ride single fast so they'll never know fetch me some water, go down to the creek 'cause I deserve something pure to drink And when you're down at the banks sinking in mud you hear a snap then a bang then a blow to your gut Here come my boys Call off the search we have scarcely the time to get away, so leave the fallen behind now I am striken with grief, he was a brother to me and this treachery of the enemy is mine (to avenge) When they toast the coming of the renewed sun will they know my wrath down to the very one ? this year is mine Here come my my boys From Letras Mania