The Ballad of Arlo Jones

And this is the ballad of Arlo Jones
 He's someone you'd never think to talk about
 And this is the ballad of Arlo now
 He talked so loud he got iron around his mouth
 He was wild, he was wild
 He was wild, he was wild
 One, he was my friend
 Two, took a bullet to the head
 Three, he was my friend
 Four, he was
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 Oh, but where is Arlo now?
 He's down so low that he cannot move around
 Oh, but where was Arlo then?
 He was drunk, he was a fuck, he was my friend
 He was wild, he was wild
 He was wild, he was wild
 He was
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 One, he was my friend
 Two, took a bullet to the head
 Three, he was my friend
 Four, oh, where is Arlo now?
 Five, he was my friend
 Six, he got iron aroud his mouth
 Seven, he was my friend
 Eight, now he cannot move around
 Nine, he was my friend
 Oh, ten, ten, ten
 Oh, ten, ten, ten
 Oh, ten, ten, ten
 Oh, ten, ten, ten