Outlaw Pete

专辑：Working On A Dream

作词 : Springsteen

作曲 : Springsteen

He was born a little baby on the Appalachian Trail

At six months old he'd done three months in jail

robbed He a bank in his diapers and his little bare baby feet

All he said was "Folks, my name is Outlaw 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 killer and a thief

And I slow down only to sow my grief

I'm Outlaw Pete!

Can you hear me?

They cut trail 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

Saddled his pony and rode her deep into the West

Married a Navajo girl and settled down on the res

And as the snow fell he held that beautiful daughter to his chest

I'm Outlaw Pete!

Can you hear me?

Out of the East on an Irish stallion came Bounty Hunter Dan

His heart quickened and burned 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 laid in his own blood dying in the sun

And whispered in Pete's ear, "We cannot undo these things we've done."

You're Outlaw Pete!

Can you hear me?

For forty days and nights Pete rode and did not stop

Till he sat high upon an icy mountain top

He watched the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide

Moved to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony side

Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge

Some say they remain frozen high upon that icy ledge

The young Navajo girl washes in the river, skin so fair

And braids a piece of Pete's buckskin chaps into her hair

Outlaw Pete!

Can you hear me?