[bad word] into the arms of Satan
 Reaching for the hands of God
 I'm robbing ev'ry mind of wisdom [bad word] so he won't get caught
 He's out the law by majority
 In branded all his live
 And some say that he's a sinner man
 As he rides from day to night

 He's a bad man so they say
 Livin' for his life and livin' free [bad word] swift and secretly
 So we'll miss the hanging tree
 Wounded spirits on the wind
 Ridin' to his dream and destiny

 He's locking up the wall of posters
 Calling for his friends to see
 Laughin' loud as he rides away
 Kicking up the dust with speed
 Time hunts him down the pathway
 And freedom is the horse he rides
 Glory is the dream he's after
 And fortune is his hearts delight