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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 in jail
He robbed a bank in his diapers and his little bare baby feet
All he said was "Folks, my name is 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 to sow my grief
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his trail of tears across the countryside
And where he went, women wept and men died
One he woke from a of his own death
his pony and rode her into the West
Married a Navajo girl and settled on the res
And as the snow fell he held
That beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Pete!
Can you me?
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the on an stallion came Hunter Dan
His heart quickened and burned 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, 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 Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
For forty days and nights Pete rode and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy top
He watched the on a updraft slip and slide
Moved to the edge and dug his spurs into his pony side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge
say they remain frozen that icy ledge
The young washes in the river, skin so fair
And braids a piece of Pete's buckskin 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 in jail
He robbed a bank in his diapers and his little bare baby feet
All he said was "Folks, my name is 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 to sow my grief
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his trail of tears across the countryside
And where he went, women wept and men died
One he woke from a of his own death
his pony and rode her into the West
Married a Navajo girl and settled on the res
And as the snow fell he held
That beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Pete!
Can you me?
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the on an stallion came Hunter Dan
His heart quickened and burned 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, 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 Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
For forty days and nights Pete rode and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy top
He watched the on a updraft slip and slide
Moved to the edge and dug his spurs into his pony side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge
say they remain frozen that icy ledge
The young washes in the river, skin so fair
And braids a piece of Pete's buckskin into her hair
Outlaw Pete!
Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
...
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