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Well The Lone Ranger And Tonto, They Are Riding Down The Line Fixing Everybody's Troubles, Everybody Except Mine.

Forget The Dead You've Left, They Will Not Follow You.

The Enemy Is Subtle, How Be It We Are So Deceived, When Truth's In Our Hearts And We Still Don't Believe.

He Swift Don't Win The Race. It Goes To The Worthy, Who Can Divide The Word Of Truth.

Bob Has Never Written A Bad Song. Bob Dylan Is A Genius.