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Outlaw Pete 
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de Bruce Springsteen
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He was born a little baby on the Trail
At six months old he'd done three months in jail
He robbed a in his diapers and his little bare baby feet
All he said was "Folks, my name is Pete."
I'm 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 killer and a thief
And I slow down only to sow my grief
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his of tears across the countryside
And he went, wept and men died
One night he from a vision of his own death
Saddled his and rode her into the West
Married a girl and settled down on the res
And as the snow fell he held
That beautiful to his chest
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you me?
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the East on an stallion came Bounty Hunter Dan
His heart quickened and by the need to get his man
He Pete peacefully fishing by the river
Pulled his gun and got the drop
He said, "Pete, you think you've changed, but you have not."
He his pistol, pulled the trigger
And shouted "let it start"
Pete drew a knife his boot, threw it,
And pierced Dan through the heart
Dan smiled as he in his own blood dying in the sun
And 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 rode and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert slip and slide
to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished the edge
Some say they remain frozen upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl in the river, so fair
And braids a of Pete's buckskin chaps into her hair
Outlaw Pete!
Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
...
At six months old he'd done three months in jail
He robbed a in his diapers and his little bare baby feet
All he said was "Folks, my name is Pete."
I'm 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 killer and a thief
And I slow down only to sow my grief
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his of tears across the countryside
And he went, wept and men died
One night he from a vision of his own death
Saddled his and rode her into the West
Married a girl and settled down on the res
And as the snow fell he held
That beautiful to his chest
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you me?
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the East on an stallion came Bounty Hunter Dan
His heart quickened and by the need to get his man
He Pete peacefully fishing by the river
Pulled his gun and got the drop
He said, "Pete, you think you've changed, but you have not."
He his pistol, pulled the trigger
And shouted "let it start"
Pete drew a knife his boot, threw it,
And pierced Dan through the heart
Dan smiled as he in his own blood dying in the sun
And 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 rode and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert slip and slide
to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished the edge
Some say they remain frozen upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl in the river, so fair
And braids a of Pete's buckskin chaps into her hair
Outlaw Pete!
Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
...
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