(Clarke)
Big tall man standing in the street
Gun hanging by his side
Just one man that he'd like to meet
That's when I began to hide

I recognised him from the face of his son
The hate in his eye didn't lie
Oh what I did can't be undone
Borrowed time there's none to

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