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Outlaw Pete 
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de Bruce Springsteen
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He was born a little on the Appalachian Trail
At six months old he'd done three months in jail
He robbed a bank in his and his little bare baby feet
All he said was "Folks, my is Pete."
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
At twenty-five a mustang pony he did steal
And around and 'round on heaven's wheel
Father Jesus, I'm an 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 he went, women wept and men died
One night he from a vision of his own death
Saddled his pony and rode her into the West
Married a Navajo girl and settled down on the res
And as the snow fell he held
beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you 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 peacefully fishing by the river
Pulled his gun and got the drop
He said, "Pete, you you've changed, but you have not."
He cocked 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 as he laid in his own 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 and Pete rode and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert slip and slide
Moved to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony side
Some say Pete and his the edge
say they remain frozen high that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl washes in the river, skin so fair
And braids a piece of Pete's chaps into her hair
Pete!
Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
...
At six months old he'd done three months in jail
He robbed a bank in his and his little bare baby feet
All he said was "Folks, my is Pete."
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
At twenty-five a mustang pony he did steal
And around and 'round on heaven's wheel
Father Jesus, I'm an 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 he went, women wept and men died
One night he from a vision of his own death
Saddled his pony and rode her into the West
Married a Navajo girl and settled down on the res
And as the snow fell he held
beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you 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 peacefully fishing by the river
Pulled his gun and got the drop
He said, "Pete, you you've changed, but you have not."
He cocked 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 as he laid in his own 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 and Pete rode and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert slip and slide
Moved to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony side
Some say Pete and his the edge
say they remain frozen high that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl washes in the river, skin so fair
And braids a piece of Pete's chaps into her hair
Pete!
Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
...
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