Pat Green - The Ballad Of Arkansas Dave Rudebaugh lyrics

My daddy was an outlaw
Mom died giving birth to me
They both left me all alone when I was on bended knee
If you do not like my story I suggest you turn the page
I do not need no preachin´ I aint got no soul to save

My name is Arkansas Dave Rudebaugh
And this here is Tennessee Jack
Don´t you give us any lip now boy
Or today will be your last
When the bank was dry we said goodbye & walked out to the street
When a cloud of bullets came tumbling down
And took Tennessee to his knees

I just stood there & watched him bleeding
Like a fool out in the rain
Didn´t have time to think as I jumped through the banks front window pane
Grabbed the teller in the blink of an eye & put a Colt up to his head
Said careful son don´t you try to run or tomorrow you will wake up dead

Chorus
I have got to fly just like an eagle
Free like a bird on the wind
Hell fire & brimstone are comin´ down on me
Mister I was born of sin

Sat down in the corner & I rolled a little home grown
Said if I am going to die today I sure as hell aint goin´ alone
So I ran out the bank shootin´ I was two for two at 1st
Then I felt a painful saound as a bullet tore my shirt

Chorus
I have got to fly just like an eagle
Free like a bird on the wind
Hell fire & brimstone are comin´ down on me
Mister I was born of sin

I crawled back to the alleyway where I knew my horse was tied
And thats where all the legends say Arkansas Dave Rudebaugh died
But I was in a place so far from there in a time so long ago
In the arms of a pretty little senorita on the Gulf of Mexico

Chorus
I have got to fly just like an eagle
Free like a bird on the wind
Hell fire & brimstone are comin´ down on me
Mister I was born of sin

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