OUTLAW BLUES
ON THE HIGH PLAINS
WINTER IS COMING DOWN
MEN DO THEIR WORK OR THEIR DUTY
WORD CAME THROUGH
OF THE VERDICT IN TOWN
AND HOW THE MARSHALL VOWED TO FIND ME
WHEN A SUNSET’S FIRE BLINDS MY EYES
I GET RESTLESS AND MOODY
THEN LIKE A SHOOTING STAR
THROUGH A LONELY SUMMER SKY
I GET GONE
GONE
GONE
YOU’VE HEARD OF MEN
WHO LIVE BY THE GUN
MEN DO THEIR WORK OR THEIR DUTY
I LEFT A MAN
FACE DOWN IN THE SUN
ALONG THE RIVER IN MISSOURI
WHEN A SUNSET’S FIRE BLINDS MY EYES
I GET RESTLESS AND MOODY
THEN LIKE A SHOOTING STAR
THROUGH A LONELY SUMMER SKY
I GET GONE
GONE
GONE
I KNOW SOMEDAY
JUSTICE WILL BE DONE
MEN DO THEIR WORK OR THEIR DUTY
AT THE END OF A ROPE
OR THE BARREL OF A GUN
I’LL HAVE TO PAY ON THEIR BOUNTY
WHEN A SUNSET’S FIRE BLINDS MY EYES
I GET RESTLESS AND MOODY
THEN LIKE A SHOOTING STAR
THROUGH A LONELY SUMMER SKY
I GET GONE
GONE
GONE
WHEN A SUNSET’S FIRE
BLINDS MY EYES
I GET GONE
GONE
GONE
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