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Seems like 10 years ago

Though today my mind is slow

Me and Mickey Craig were running west from Idaho

Robbed a bank to get some bread

Seems like 15 men lay dead

In a path that led us straight to Santa Rosa

Now and then ol' Mick'd say

Boy at home you should of stayed

Than to follow me and learn the life of looking back

But he'd spit and slap his side

Just to see if he's alive

Then he'd sing his banjo song of Santa Rosa

He said whoa-oh, singing oh Santa Rosa

Whoa-oh, high and low-oh-oo

Then one day, sang ol' Craig,

I'll be free to go my way

And be standing by the bay at Santa Rosa

Now one time late at night

Mickey lit no fire light

Cause he feared the posse close behind might flush us out

But he picked a bit 'fore sleep

To the tune of Cripple Creek

He was murdered by a man from Santa Rosa

And he sang whoa-oh, singing oh Santa Rosa

whoa-oh, singing oh Santa Rosa

whoa-oh, high and low-o-o

Til I come once again with my banjo pickin' friend

We'll be oh high and low in Santa Rosa

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