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Outlaw Pete 
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de Bruce Springsteen
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He was born a baby on the Appalachian Trail
At six old he'd 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 pony he did steal
And they rode and 'round on heaven's wheel
Father Jesus, I'm an outlaw 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 trail of tears across the countryside
And he went, women wept and men died
One night he woke from a vision of his own death
Saddled his pony and her deep into the West
Married a Navajo 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 hear me?
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the on an came Bounty Dan
His heart quickened and burned by the need to get his man
He found Pete peacefully fishing by the river
Pulled his gun and got the drop
He said, "Pete, you you've changed, but you have not."
He his pistol, pulled the trigger
And shouted "let it start"
Pete drew a knife from his boot, threw it,
And pierced Dan through the heart
Dan as he laid in his own dying in the sun
And whispered in Pete's ear,
"We cannot undo these 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
he sat high upon an icy mountain top
He the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide
Moved to the edge and dug his deep into his pony side
say and his pony vanished the edge
Some say they remain frozen high upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl washes in the river, skin so fair
And a piece of Pete's buckskin into her hair
Outlaw Pete!
Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
...
At six old he'd 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 pony he did steal
And they rode and 'round on heaven's wheel
Father Jesus, I'm an outlaw 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 trail of tears across the countryside
And he went, women wept and men died
One night he woke from a vision of his own death
Saddled his pony and her deep into the West
Married a Navajo 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 hear me?
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the on an came Bounty Dan
His heart quickened and burned by the need to get his man
He found Pete peacefully fishing by the river
Pulled his gun and got the drop
He said, "Pete, you you've changed, but you have not."
He his pistol, pulled the trigger
And shouted "let it start"
Pete drew a knife from his boot, threw it,
And pierced Dan through the heart
Dan as he laid in his own dying in the sun
And whispered in Pete's ear,
"We cannot undo these 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
he sat high upon an icy mountain top
He the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide
Moved to the edge and dug his deep into his pony side
say and his pony vanished the edge
Some say they remain frozen high upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl washes in the river, skin so fair
And a piece of Pete's buckskin into her hair
Outlaw Pete!
Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
...
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