He was born a little baby on the Appalachian TrailAt six months old he'd done three months in jailHe robbed a bank in his diapers and little bare baby feetAll he said was "Folks my name is Outlaw Pete"I'm Outlaw Pete, I'm Outlaw Pete, can you hear me?At 25 a Mustang pony he did stealAnd he rode her 'round and 'round on heaven's wheelFather Jesus I'm an outlaw, killer and a thiefAnd I slow down only to sow my griefI'm Outlaw Pete, I'm Outlaw Pete, can you hear me?He cut his trail of tears across the countrysideAnd where he went women wept and men diedOne night he awoke from a vision of his own deathSaddled his pony and rode out deep into the WestMarried a Navajo girl and settled down on the res.And as the snow fell he held their beautiful daughter to his chestI'm Outlaw Pete, I'm Outlaw Pete, can you hear me?Can you hear me? Can you hear me?Out of the East on an Irish stallion came bounty hunter DanHis heart quickened and burdened by the need to get his manHe found Pete peacefully fishing by the riverPulled his gun and got the dropHe 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 from his boot, threw it,And pierced Dan through the heartDan smiled as he lay in his own blood dying in the sunWhispered in Pete's ear "We cannot undo these 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 & nights Pete rode and did not stopTill he sat high upon an icy mountaintopHe watched a hawk on a desert updraft, slip & slideMoved to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony's sideSome say Pete and his pony vanished over the edgeAnd some say they remain frozen high up on that icy ledgeA young Navajo girl washes in the river, her skin so fairAnd braids a piece of Pete's buckskin chaps into her hairOutlaw Pete, Outlaw Pete, can you hear me?Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
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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 little bare baby feet
All he said was "Folks my name is Outlaw Pete"
I'm Outlaw Pete, I'm Outlaw Pete, can you hear me?
At 25 a Mustang pony he did steal
And he rode her 'round 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 Outlaw Pete, I'm Outlaw Pete, can you hear me?
He cut his trail of tears across the countryside
And where he went women wept and men died
One night he awoke from a vision of his own death
Saddled his pony and rode out deep into the West
Married a Navajo girl and settled down on the res.
And as the snow fell he held their beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Outlaw Pete, I'm Outlaw Pete, can you hear 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 burdened by the need to get his man
He found 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 cocked his pistol pulled 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 lay in his own blood dying in the sun
Whispered in Pete's ear "We cannot undo these 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 & nights Pete rode and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy mountaintop
He watched a hawk on a desert updraft, slip & slide
Moved to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony's side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge
And some say they remain frozen high up on that icy ledge
A young Navajo girl washes in the river, her skin so fair
And braids a piece of Pete's buckskin chaps into her hair
Outlaw Pete, Outlaw Pete, can you hear me?
Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
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