Outlaw Songtext
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Outlaw Songtext
Dark as night, cold as ice
I hear the lights a thousand times
Doesn′t make 'em ever disappear
At the end of the day I lost my way
But here I′ll stay 'til dead I lay
All alone but I'm doing just fine
′Cause I′m an outlaw, always on the run
Just a wanted man with nothing but blood dirt on my hands
Yes, I'm an outlaw, always on the run
Just a shot-gun no good for nothing man
With a pocket full of change and a six-shot in my hand
Rusty strings, silver rings
Pack of kings, just a couple of things
Ain′t got much but it'll have to do
And I don′t know if I'll ever get out
But it′s not likely with my head full of doubt
I'm nothing but a rebel without a cause
'Cause I′m an outlaw, always on the run
Just a wanted man with nothing but blood dirt on my hands
Yes, I′m an outlaw, always on the run
Just a shot-gun no good for nothing man
With a pocket full of change and a six-shot in my hand
A six-shot in my hand
'Cause I′m an outlaw
Yeah, yeah
All alone but I'm doing just fine
′Cause I'm an outlaw, always on the run
Just a wanted man with nothing but blood dirt on my hands
Yes, I′m an outlaw, always on the run
Just a shot-gun no good for nothing man
With a pocket full of change and a six-shot in my hand
Well, I'm an outlaw, always on the run
Just a wanted man with nothing but blood dirt on my hands
Yes, I'm an outlaw, always on the run
Just a shot-gun no good for nothing man
With a pocket full of change and a six-shot in my hand
I hear the lights a thousand times
Doesn′t make 'em ever disappear
At the end of the day I lost my way
But here I′ll stay 'til dead I lay
All alone but I'm doing just fine
′Cause I′m an outlaw, always on the run
Just a wanted man with nothing but blood dirt on my hands
Yes, I'm an outlaw, always on the run
Just a shot-gun no good for nothing man
With a pocket full of change and a six-shot in my hand
Rusty strings, silver rings
Pack of kings, just a couple of things
Ain′t got much but it'll have to do
And I don′t know if I'll ever get out
But it′s not likely with my head full of doubt
I'm nothing but a rebel without a cause
'Cause I′m an outlaw, always on the run
Just a wanted man with nothing but blood dirt on my hands
Yes, I′m an outlaw, always on the run
Just a shot-gun no good for nothing man
With a pocket full of change and a six-shot in my hand
A six-shot in my hand
'Cause I′m an outlaw
Yeah, yeah
All alone but I'm doing just fine
′Cause I'm an outlaw, always on the run
Just a wanted man with nothing but blood dirt on my hands
Yes, I′m an outlaw, always on the run
Just a shot-gun no good for nothing man
With a pocket full of change and a six-shot in my hand
Well, I'm an outlaw, always on the run
Just a wanted man with nothing but blood dirt on my hands
Yes, I'm an outlaw, always on the run
Just a shot-gun no good for nothing man
With a pocket full of change and a six-shot in my hand
Writer(s): Daniel Seekings, Robert Glendinning, George Drewry, Steve Westwood, Michael Bailey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

