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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 old he'd done three months in jail
He 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 Pete!
Can you hear me?
At twenty-five a mustang pony he did steal
And rode around 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 Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
cut his trail of tears across the countryside
And where he went, women wept and men died
One night he from a vision of his own death
Saddled his pony and rode her deep into the West
Married a Navajo 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 hear me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the East on an stallion came Hunter Dan
His quickened and burned by the need to get his man
He found Pete peacefully 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 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 these we've done."
You're Outlaw Pete!
You're Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
For forty and nights Pete rode and did not stop
Till he sat upon an icy mountain top
He watched the on a updraft slip and slide
Moved to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge
Some say they frozen upon icy ledge
The young Navajo girl washes in the river, skin so fair
And a piece of Pete's buckskin chaps her hair
Outlaw Pete!
Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
...
At six old he'd done three months in jail
He 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 Pete!
Can you hear me?
At twenty-five a mustang pony he did steal
And rode around 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 Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
cut his trail of tears across the countryside
And where he went, women wept and men died
One night he from a vision of his own death
Saddled his pony and rode her deep into the West
Married a Navajo 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 hear me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the East on an stallion came Hunter Dan
His quickened and burned by the need to get his man
He found Pete peacefully 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 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 these we've done."
You're Outlaw Pete!
You're Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
For forty and nights Pete rode and did not stop
Till he sat upon an icy mountain top
He watched the on a updraft slip and slide
Moved to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge
Some say they frozen upon icy ledge
The young Navajo girl washes in the river, skin so fair
And a piece of Pete's buckskin chaps her hair
Outlaw Pete!
Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
...
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