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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
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