The Stars are old, that stood for me --
The Stars are old, that stood for me -- The West a little worn -- Yet newer glows the only Gold I ever cared to...
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The Stars are old, that stood for me -- The West a little worn -- Yet newer glows the only Gold I ever cared to earn -- Presuming on that lone result Her infinite disdain But vanquished her with my defeat 'Twas Victory was slain.
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