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Cast into the arms of Satan, reaching for the hands of God

Robbing every mind of wisdom, running so he won't get caught

He's outlaw from majority, been branded all his life

And some say that he's a sinner man, as he rides some dead of  night



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   He's a bad man so they say living for his love and living free

Riding swift and secretly so he'll miss the hanging tree

Wounded spirit on the wind riding to his dream and destiny



He's laughing at the one who posters, calling all his friends to see

Laughing aloud as he rides away, kicking up the dust with  speed

Time has him down the pathway, and freedom is the horse he rides

Glorious the dream he's after, a fortune is his hearts delight



He's a bad man...