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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 Appalachian Trail
At six months old he'd in jail
He robbed a bank in his 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 killer and a thief
And I down only to sow my grief
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his trail of tears across the countryside
And where he went, wept and men died
One night he woke from a vision of his own death
Saddled his and rode her deep into the West
Married a Navajo girl and on the res
And as the snow fell he held
beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
Can you me?
Out of the East on an Irish stallion Bounty Hunter Dan
His heart quickened and by the need to get his man
He Pete 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 start"
Pete drew a knife from his boot, threw it,
And pierced Dan through the heart
Dan smiled as he laid 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 me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
For forty and Pete and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide
Moved to the and dug his spurs deep into his pony side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge
say remain frozen high upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl in the river, skin 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 in jail
He robbed a bank in his 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 killer and a thief
And I down only to sow my grief
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his trail of tears across the countryside
And where he went, wept and men died
One night he woke from a vision of his own death
Saddled his and rode her deep into the West
Married a Navajo girl and on the res
And as the snow fell he held
beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
Can you me?
Out of the East on an Irish stallion Bounty Hunter Dan
His heart quickened and by the need to get his man
He Pete 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 start"
Pete drew a knife from his boot, threw it,
And pierced Dan through the heart
Dan smiled as he laid 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 me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
For forty and Pete and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide
Moved to the and dug his spurs deep into his pony side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge
say remain frozen high upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl in the river, skin 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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