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Just to see if he s alive, it seems like ten years ago
now and then old mick would say
but he picked a bit before sleep
High and low, late at night, and be standing by the bay at santa rosa
But he d spit and slap his side, till i come once again
late at night
Till i come once again, high and low in santa rosa Gritty, than to follow me and learn the life of looking back
now one time
Now and then old mick would say, high and low
It seems like ten years ago, now one time
Now one time, high and low in santa rosa, oh santa rosa
but he picked a bit before sleep
But he d spit and slap his side, robbed a bank to get some bread
now and then old mick would say
Just to see if he s alive, high and low
though today my mind is slow
at home you should of stayed
Late at night, till i come once again, oh santa rosa
And be standing by the bay at santa rosa, with my banjo picking friend, then he d sing his banjo song of santa rosa
it seems like ten years ago
Seems like fifteen men lay dead, oh santa rosa Gritty, seems like fifteen men lay dead
oh santa rosa
Than to follow me and learn the life of looking back, robbed a bank to get some bread
At home you should of stayed, high and low in santa rosa Santa, i ll be free to go my way
now and then old mick would say
High and low, to the tune of cripple creek Santa, then one day sang old craig
robbed a bank to get some bread
Than to follow me and learn the life of looking back, and be standing by the bay at santa rosa, but he picked a bit before sleep
Than to follow me and learn the life of looking back, though today my mind is slow Gritty, high and low
oh santa rosa
Just to see if he s alive, robbed a bank to get some bread
i ll be free to go my way
mickey lit no fire light
But he d spit and slap his side, oh santa rosa
me and mickey craig were running west from idaho
I ll be free to go my way, till i come once again
But he picked a bit before sleep, than to follow me and learn the life of looking back
Cause he feared the posse close behind might flush us out, mickey lit no fire light
mickey lit no fire light
Though today my mind is slow, late at night, and be standing by the bay at santa rosa
and be standing by the bay at santa rosa
now one time
High and low, cause he feared the posse close behind might flush us out Rosa, high and low in santa rosa
Then he d sing his banjo song of santa rosa, to the tune of cripple creek
Then he d sing his banjo song of santa rosa, then one day sang old craig, now and then old mick would say
But he d spit and slap his side, but he picked a bit before sleep Band, me and mickey craig were running west from idaho
Now one time, and be standing by the bay at santa rosa, oh santa rosa
at home you should of stayed
though today my mind is slow