• 標題:Outlaw Pete
  • 歌手:Bruce Springsteen
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    Bruce Springsteen - Outlaw Pete

    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 his 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 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!
    I'm Outlaw Pete!
    Can you hear me?

    They cut his trail 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!
    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 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!
    You're Outlaw Pete!
    Can you hear me?
    Can you hear me?
    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!
    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?

    Can you hear me?
    Can you hear me?
    Can you hear me?
    Can you hear me?
    Can you hear me?
    Can you hear me?
    Can you hear me?