Looking back a long long time to the U.S. civil war Puncheons man were on the run from the carpetbaggers law But then from all around from the victors evil lies Put a ransom on all of their heads, for everyone to die
They were Outlaws Never vowed to the blue In the civil war the Southern flag they flew Outlaws, never vowed to the blue In the civil war to the South they were true
When the war was finally done never dropped a Southern flag Many hunters everywhere wanted to take an outlaw back Even it was ordeal as Contreau’s men rode by It was always near to them and they had to ride or die
They were Outlaws Never vowed to the blue In the civil war the Southern flag they flew Outlaws, never vowed to the blue In the civil war to the South they were true
Outlaws riding on Confederate flags they fly Death following at their heels they knew they had to die Destiny the tombstones never asked the reason why They live forever those great riders in the sky
They were Outlaws Never vowed to the blue In the civil war the Southern flag they flew Outlaws, never vowed to the blue In the civil war to the South they were true