Number 37405-Tim Mcgraw

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[00:00.00]Number 37405 - Tim Mcgraw (蒂姆·麦格罗)
[00:06.58]Oh he listens to the countdown every Sunday morning
[00:13.64]From a cold solitary prison cell
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[00:20.20]And the music from his radio is like freedom down a dirt road
[00:27.57]Makes that eight by ten a brighter hell
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[00:34.55]Before he started doing all the hard time that he's doing
[00:40.99]He was singing in them honky-tonks and dives
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[00:48.68]He dreamed of being somebody now he's number 37405
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[01:02.30]Well she used to come and see him every other weekend
[01:09.43]And bring him all the news from way back home
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[01:15.86]It's been two birthdays since he's kissed her
[01:19.55]Five seconds since he's missed her
[01:23.11]Now the perfume on those letters ain't that strong
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[01:30.81]He's got too much time to think about the night he had too much to drink
[01:37.08]And all his buddies they begged him not to drive
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[01:44.08]Mr Life of the Party is now number 37405
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[02:19.18]Old judge on the bench said"Son your crime's got consequences"
[02:26.19]It's what he told him fifteen years ago
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[02:32.63]He took a life and that's a fact he'd give his own to give it back
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[02:40.08]Today's the day he finally gets parole
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[02:46.90]He turns in them prison clothes and stands there at the fork in the road
[02:53.97]And mama prays and waits while he decides
[02:58.69]And the angels close their eyes
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[03:07.94]Listens to the birds sing on a perfect autumn morning
[03:14.50]Just down the road rings an old church bell