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The Lilies Grow High - The Brothers Four
Boots and stetsons a six guns
And lilies grow high
They grow for a man
With a gunsling in hand
Who before his time must die
Must die
They grow on the trail that is written
A trail well spattered with lead
One day he'll be slow on the draw
And then for him a lily will grow
A woman may love him
But she knows soon above him
The lilies grow high
No one will go near him
They all seem to fear him
And he knows the reason why
Why
Boots and stetsons a six guns
And lilies grow high
They grow for a man
With a gunsling in hand
Who before his time must die
Must die
Must die
