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FAR AWAY

Music by Willis Lamm, words by Harold Roy Miller © 2005
A duet.  W> = Willis  T> = Tawnie  B>= Both
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W> I worked out on the Wells Fargo line
   driving stagecoaches back and forth
   I loved a girl that I thought was mine
   A hundred miles to the north

	Far away
	Far away in Denver town
	Far away
	where she can still be found

T> This dance hall girl thought that he was grand
   And hoped we’d marry soon.
   He offered me a wedding band
   And proposed under the moon

	Far away
        Far away from Denver town
        It's where he'll stay
        but it's here where I'll be found

W> I came to Denver late one night
   and caught her with Big Red
   We got into a fierce gun fight
   And I filled him full of lead.

	Far away
	Far away from Denver town
        I have to stay
        Or else I will be found.

(Instrumental)

		The posse's after me!
                There is no way I can be free  
                My fate's the hanging tree
                Oh, the posses after me!
		I must flee
                                                             
T> I loved him and hoped that he loved me
   but the road's where he belonged.
   This love just wasn’t meant to be.
   That’s why things went so wrong

	Far away, 
        far away from Denver town
        He'll have to stay 
        Or else he will be found

B> This love just wasn't meant to be
   that’s why things went so wrong.
   ...
   Far away.