[Verse 1] Looked like a hundred guns held on me Hunkered by the shed of Detroit General Company Calling, Boy come out, we have you jailed Beside the buckshot door, I stood still Wondering how the hell the bastards found me in those hills And clinging to a letter that I wished Id mailed [Chorus] Go rest easy, Madeline Im bringing down the bank across this flooded county line And when I get home, well have a grand old time But dont you shed no tears or be surprised If you get the word that your wild man has up and died Just set me up a stone on that high hillside [Verse 2] Now in the pouring snow, sad, but swift I headed down the highway Hoping that the burden of my blues would lift And praying that the whiskey would keep me brave Oh, but I got caught in the cold Looking like a hobo without no mercy from the road And feeling like a dead man without a grave [Chorus] Go rest easy, Madeline Im bringing down the bank across this flooded county line And when I get home, well have a grand old time But dont you shed no tears or be surprised If you get the word that your wild man has up and died Just set me up a stone on that high hillside Oh my, oh my [Verse 3] Bloodiedup and chained, my legs pinned down I woke to find my fate in the hands of four men gathered round And cursing for the bag they knew Id hid And the more they stomped and moaned, the more I prayed Feeling every spark flying off of that file and their rusted blade Said, Better think it through, this is your last chance, kid [Chorus] Oh, rest easy, Madeline Im bringing down the bank across this flooded county line And when I get home, well have a grand old time But dont you shed no tears or be surprised If you get the word that your wild man has up and died Just set me up a stone on that high hillside
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