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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 done three months in jail
He robbed a bank in his diapers and his little baby feet
All he was "Folks, my is Outlaw Pete."
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
At twenty-five a pony 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 only to sow my grief
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his trail of across the countryside
And where he went, women wept and men died
One night he woke from a vision of his own death
his pony and rode her into the West
Married a Navajo girl and settled down on the res
And as the fell he held
That beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the East on an Irish Bounty Hunter Dan
His heart and burned by the to get his man
He found Pete peacefully fishing 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, the trigger
And shouted "let it start"
drew a from his boot, threw it,
And pierced Dan through the heart
Dan smiled as he laid in his own dying in the sun
And in Pete's ear,
"We cannot undo 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 mountain top
He 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
Some say they remain high upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo washes in the river, skin so fair
And a piece of Pete's buckskin chaps into her hair
Outlaw Pete!
Outlaw Pete!
Can you 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 diapers and his little baby feet
All he was "Folks, my is Outlaw Pete."
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
At twenty-five a pony 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 only to sow my grief
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his trail of across the countryside
And where he went, women wept and men died
One night he woke from a vision of his own death
his pony and rode her into the West
Married a Navajo girl and settled down on the res
And as the fell he held
That beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the East on an Irish Bounty Hunter Dan
His heart and burned by the to get his man
He found Pete peacefully fishing 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, the trigger
And shouted "let it start"
drew a from his boot, threw it,
And pierced Dan through the heart
Dan smiled as he laid in his own dying in the sun
And in Pete's ear,
"We cannot undo 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 mountain top
He 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
Some say they remain high upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo washes in the river, skin so fair
And a piece of Pete's buckskin chaps into her hair
Outlaw Pete!
Outlaw Pete!
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
...
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