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Genre: | Country |
BPM: | 145 |
Released: | February 2019 |
URL: | /sndblnd.co/3ns0 |
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James Fraser ("offthewall")Composition, all music and production. South Shields near Newcastle Tyneside United Kingdom |
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Tracy Hutchison ("xvpusw")Lyrics Illinois USA |
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James Fraser ("offthewall")All instruments, vocal, production. South Shields near Newcastle Tyneside United Kingdom |
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Tracy Hutchison ("xvpusw")Lyrics Illinois USA |
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I've always been a sucker for story songs.
This one is a bit of an epic at slightly more than 10 minutes.
I hope it's worth the listen ....... certainly good value!
This Lonely Outlaw
Tracy Hutchison
He sat withered and tired
By his lonely campfire
Reflecting then upon his outlaw life
Never had a home
Or kids of his own
Never had a pretty loving wife
He was lean and tall
This lonely outlaw
Lots of bodies lay cold (up)on his trail
If he could do it again
He thought with a grin
It would be a different sort of tale
He was raised by bad men
Full of whiskey and sin
They found him near a burned out wagon train
He was going on five
And just barely alive
Seems that all the rest of them were slain
They taught him to shoot
Up in the Robbers? Roost
To gamble, fight, ride, and to steal
They taught him to sin
With those shady women
And they taught him how to do a bottom deal
When it came to gun fightin?
He was faster than lightenin?
There was no one that he couldn?t outdraw
When he was ready it was time
To join the Redrock Nine
And start a life of challenging the law
He started plannin? their jobs
They started beatin? the odds
And they got away each and every time
Coaches banks and trains
Provided their ill-gotten gains
And they blew every ever lovin? dime
He met Emily Frank
While he was scoutin? a bank
And the young man found himself in love
She wanted a quiet life
She wanted to be his wife
An arrangement that he felt unworthy of
But he wanted to try
Because the look in her eye
Made him feel hot, alive, needed, drunk and raw
But her Daddy stepped in
Said, ?you ain?t livin in sin
With some no account thievin? outlaw?
He tried hard to go straight
But it was far too late
He?d done too much against the law
Her Daddy said, ?you?re done!?
And he drew out his gun
That?s when he shot poor Emily?s Pa
With a heart full of pain
He went back to his gang
Back to riding down that outlaw trail
And he adapted a creed
Common to his breed
Better to die young than ever go to jail
And the years flashed by
Like the sparkle in his eye
As the life took its toll on his gang
Each one of them died
Under fire with pride
At least he didn?t have to see them hang
Now here he is alone
Without a friend or a home
His thoughts drift back to sweet Emily
She was still on his mind
After all of this time
He prayed she lived life pleasantly
He rests on the stones
That draw the warmth from his bones
Cold without a home without his friends
He then thinks with a smile
And a twinkle in his eye
He will go see his Emily again
He will see sweet Emily again
Illinois USA
South Shields near Newcastle Tyneside United Kingdom