Outlaws and Mustangs

Well, the world tears down all those who go astray

We pay a price for going our own way

Oh, and wisdom's often born of our scars

And we find ourselves losing who we are

Go on, hit the highway, disappear in the night

You got to see the world all by yourself, and that's alright

You ain't leaving me worried, you were born to roam

The thing about outlaws and mustangs, they always come home

They always come home

You outlaws and mustangs, restless and on the run

Oh, come all you misfit daughters and you prodigal sons

You don't have to apologize

For your free, exploring mind

Go on, hit the highway, disappear in the night

You got to see the world all by yourself, and that's alright

You ain't leaving me worried, you were born to roam

The thing about outlaws and mustangs, they always come home

They always come home

Go on, hit the highway, disappear in the night

You got to see the world all by yourself, and that's alright

You ain't leaving me worried, you were born to roam

The thing about outlaws and mustangs, they always come home

They always come home, hey, hey

Oh, oh, they always come home

Oh, oh, they always come home

Oh, oh, they always come home

Oh, oh, they always come home

Oh, oh, they always come home