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The Arizona Strip

I blew into town on a Western wind

It was a gentle breeze in Blythe

But it picked up speed as I crossed

Into Arizona

It dogged me like a hungry coyote

Trailing me waiting for me to get careless

But I wasn't falling for it

I looked like a rube but I knew my

Way around and I'm smarter than I look

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