an outlaw is always on the lam
from society's total scam
he gets it while he can
waiting the day when he faces the man
another doorway, another night
dreams interrupted that never take flight
a junkshop of memories, mostly bad
mom and jack daniels, with their smiles so sad
over the river the smile of dawn
taunts the outlaw to get it on
the man is sleeping, in his penthouse high
and the outlaw is left to wonder why
someday, in a shining hour
the man will come down from his tower
to face the outlaw's wrath
at the end of his heroic path
but when - when - when?
the sun is rising yet again
the outlaw stretches and blinks
the bottle beside him winks
"though the way be long and cold
and my dreams get a little old
o friend so faithful and true
what would i do without you?"
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