The Outlaw

(Verse)

Dust kicks up as the sun sinks low,

A man of trouble that everybody knows.

The town starts to scatter to get out of his way

For this man’s an outlaw looking for his next prey.

The street is silent, a weed blows by,

In the distance you can hear a vulture’s cry.

The sheriff comes out, ready to draw,

Yea he’s ready to lay down the law.

(Pre-chorus)

I’ve got a heart made of stone, and a lone wolf’s pride,

It’s just been me and my horse, always ready to ride

(Chorus)

‘Cause I’m an outlaw,

With a couple of six gun shooters swinging on my hip.

I’m an outlaw,

With a tuff of tobacco tucked under my lip.

I’m an outlaw,

I’ll run your sheriff outta this town.

I’m an outlaw,

The only way I’m leavin’ is if I’m six foot down.

Yea sonny I’m an outlaw.

(Verse)

Both men stand in the street, face to face,

Each ready to deal the other’s fate.

The outlaw’s got a real mean grin,

Got his hands on his gun, ready to commit the ultimate sin.

With one swift move, the sheriff’s flat on his back,

Never ready for this outlaw’s bitter wrath.

The man smiles as he holsters his guns,

Then tips his hat and vanishes back into the sun.

(Pre Chorus)

Eyes cold as night, heart full of fire,

Runnin’ from justice, filled with desire.

(Chorus)

‘Cause I’m an outlaw,

With a couple of six gun shooters swinging on my hip.

I’m an outlaw,

With a tuff of tobacco tucked under my lip.

I’m an outlaw,

I’ll run your sheriff outta this town.

I’m an outlaw,

The only way I’m leavin’ is if I’m six foot down.

Yea sonny I’m an outlaw.

(Guitar solo)

(Bridge)

So if you see me coming ’round,

Best flee before I lay you down.

A legend born with steadfast pride,

That outlaw's life, I cannot hide.

(Chorus)

‘Cause I’m an outlaw,

With a couple of six gun shooters swinging on my hip.

I’m an outlaw,

With a tuff of tobacco tucked under my lip.

I’m an outlaw,

I’ll run your sheriff outta this town.

I’m an outlaw,

The only way I’m leavin’ is if I’m six foot down.

Yea sonny I’m an outlaw.

‘Cause I’m an outlaw,

With a couple of six gun shooters swinging on my hip.

I’m an outlaw,

With a tuff of tobacco tucked under my lip.

I’m an outlaw,

I’ll run your sheriff outta this town.

I’m an outlaw,

The only way I’m leavin’ is if I’m six foot down.

Yea sonny I’m an outlaw.