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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 diapers and his 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 he did steal
And they rode around and 'round on heaven's wheel
Father Jesus, I'm an outlaw killer and a thief
And I slow down to sow my grief
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you me?
They cut his trail of tears the countryside
And he went, women wept and men died
One he woke 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 to get his man
He found Pete peacefully by the river
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 his boot, threw it,
And pierced Dan through the heart
Dan smiled as he in his own blood in the sun
And whispered in Pete's ear,
"We cannot undo 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 Pete rode and did not stop
Till he sat upon an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide
to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony side
say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge
Some say they remain frozen high upon 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
Outlaw Pete!
Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
...
At six months old he'd done three months in jail
He robbed a bank in his diapers and his 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 he did steal
And they rode around and 'round on heaven's wheel
Father Jesus, I'm an outlaw killer and a thief
And I slow down to sow my grief
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you me?
They cut his trail of tears the countryside
And he went, women wept and men died
One he woke 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 to get his man
He found Pete peacefully by the river
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 his boot, threw it,
And pierced Dan through the heart
Dan smiled as he in his own blood in the sun
And whispered in Pete's ear,
"We cannot undo 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 Pete rode and did not stop
Till he sat upon an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide
to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony side
say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge
Some say they remain frozen high upon 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
Outlaw Pete!
Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
...
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