.There's a long line of freedom, passed down in my name.
Like rum and rye whiskey, it runs through my veins.
The wayfaring soles of the sage and the sea,
The cowboys, sailors and me.
Well no jail and no woman can hold me for long.
They'll wake in the morning and I'll be gone.
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