OUTLAWS

(Verse 1)

We rode through the mountains, dust in our wake,

Carrying the weight of every choice we’d make.

The law’s on our heels, but we’re running free,

In a world that don’t want men like me.

(Pre-Chorus)

The nights grow colder, the sky turns gray,

There’s no place left for the outlaw way.

(Chorus)

We’re thieves in a world that don’t want us no more,

Living by the gun, we’ve been keeping score.

But the times are changing, we’re being left behind,

We’re thieves in a dying time.

(Verse 2)

The scars on my hands tell the tales of my sins,

But I’ve no regrets for the life I’ve been in.

The towns grow silent, the wilds fade away,

This frontier’s shrinking every single day.

(Pre-Chorus)

We’re men out of time, ghosts on the run,

Chasing the shadows of a setting sun.

(Chorus)

We’re thieves in a world that don’t want us no more,

Living by the gun, we’ve been keeping score.

But the times are changing, we’re being left behind,

We’re thieves in a dying time.

(Bridge)

They can call us criminals, outlaws, or fools,

But we lived by no one’s rules.

This world may forget the likes of me,

But the wind still whispers of our legacy.

(Final Chorus)

We’re thieves in a world that don’t want us no more,

Riding for the freedom that we can’t restore.

And though the future’s gone, we’ll hold the line,

We’re thieves in a dying time.

(Outro)

Yeah, we’re thieves in a dying time.