Outlaw Pete 歌词

He was born a little baby on the Appalachian Trail At six months old he'd done three months in jail He robbed a bank in his diapers and his little bare baby feet All he said was "Folks, my name is Outlaw Pete." I'm Outlaw Pete! I'm Outlaw Pete! Can you hear me? At twenty-five a mustang pony he did steal And they rode around and 'round on heaven's wheel Father Jesus, I'm an outlaw killer and a thief And I slowed down only to sow my grief I'm Outlaw Pete! I'm Outlaw Pete! Can you hear me? He cut his trail of tears across the countryside And where he went, women wept and men died One night he woke from a vision of his own death Saddled his pony and rode her deep into the West Married a Navajo girl and settled down on the res And as the snow fell he held that beautiful daughter to his chest I'm Outlaw Pete! I'm Outlaw Pete! Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Out of the East on an Irish stallion came Bounty Hunter Dan His heart quickened and burned by the need to get his man He found Pete peaceful fishing by the river, pulled his gun and got the drop He said, "Pete, you think you've changed, but you have not." He cocked his pistol, pulled the trigger and shouted, "let it stop!" He drew a knife from his boot and pierced him through the heart Dan smiled as he lay in his own blood dying in the sun Whispered in Pete's ear, "We cannot undo these things we've done." You're Outlaw Pete! You're Outlaw Pete! Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? For forty days and nights Pete rode and did not stop Till he sat high upon an icy mountain top He watched a hawk on a desert head dress slip and slide Moved to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony's side Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge Some say they remain frozen high upon that icy ledge The young Navajo girl washes in the river, skin so fair And braids a piece of Pete's buckskin chaps into her hair Outlaw Pete! Outlaw Pete! Can you hear me? Can you hear me?