Graffiti on the overpass skidmarks on the road Things I grew up doing I never did outgrow In the middle of those running years she walked into my life She couldn't get the devil outta me Lord knows she tried She was right as rain she was good as gold but I wouldn't change And now she's gone and I'm just not not the same But it's hard to be an outlaw outrun or outdraw The laws of life that you once could ignore It's a desperate desperado who can't see through his sorrow What he was running from or running for Oh it's hard to be an outlaw when you're not wanted anymore [ guitar ] There was nowhere left to turn to but back to my old self Living like there's no tomorrow now meant somethin' else The trails I used to live to blaze are winding up dead ends With a voice inside my head reminding me what could have been I was wild as the wind as cold as they come thinking I was cool Now looking back I'm looking at a fool But it's hard to be an outlaw... [ guitar ] It's a desperate desperado...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
