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Outlaw Pete 
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by Bruce Springsteen
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He was born a little baby on the Appalachian Trail
At six months old he'd done 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 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 outlaw and a thief
And I slow only to sow my grief
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his of tears 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 her deep into the West
Married a Navajo and settled down on the res
And as the snow he held
That beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the on an stallion came Hunter Dan
His heart and by the need to get his man
He peacefully fishing by the river
Pulled his gun and got the drop
He said, "Pete, you you've changed, but you not."
He cocked his pistol, the trigger
And shouted "let it start"
Pete a 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 undo these things we've done."
You're Pete!
You're Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
For and nights and did not stop
he sat high an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide
Moved to the and dug his spurs his pony side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished the edge
Some say they remain frozen upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl 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 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 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 outlaw and a thief
And I slow only to sow my grief
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his of tears 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 her deep into the West
Married a Navajo and settled down on the res
And as the snow he held
That beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the on an stallion came Hunter Dan
His heart and by the need to get his man
He peacefully fishing by the river
Pulled his gun and got the drop
He said, "Pete, you you've changed, but you not."
He cocked his pistol, the trigger
And shouted "let it start"
Pete a 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 undo these things we've done."
You're Pete!
You're Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
For and nights and did not stop
he sat high an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide
Moved to the and dug his spurs his pony side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished the edge
Some say they remain frozen upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl 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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