Willie Nelson - Hard To Be An Outlaw | Текст песни

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• Hard To Be An Outlaw

She was cuter than a speckled pup, just turned 21,
She had a lot of fun, playing with my gun,
Just before the sun came up, she couldn't take no more,
She came undone, crying, crawling for the door.

(chorus)
Well it's hard to be an outlaw, who ain't wanted anymore,
And the only friends that's left, is them, behind that swinging door,
And it's hard to keep your triumph, when your back is to the floor,
It's hard to be an outlaw, who ain't wanted anymore.

2) The record people no a days, keep spinning round and round,
Songs about the back roads, that they never have been down,
They go and call it country, but that ain't the way it sounds,
It's enough to make a renegade, want to terrorize the town.

(chorus then an instrumental turn around just before verse #3)

3) White lightning is the horse I ride, pedal to the floor,
He blows fire from his nostrils, and he runs like man of war,
Someday we both may wind up, in some junkyard on the side,
But until that day, you can bet your ass, we're gonna whip that ride.

(chorus)
Well it's hard to be an outlaw, who ain't wanted anymore,
The only friends that's left, is them, behind that swinging door,
It's hard to keep your triumph, when your back is to the floor,
It's hard to be an outlaw, who ain't wanted anymore.
It's hard to be an outlaw, who ain't wanted anymore.

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