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 losin' who we are Go on, hit the highway, disappear in the night You gotta see the world all by yourself, and that's alright You ain't leavin' 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 gotta see the world all by yourself, and that's alright You ain't leavin' 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 gotta see the world all by yourself, and that's alright You ain't leavin' me worried, you were born to roam The thing about outlaws and Mustangs, they always come home They always come home, hey Oh, oh, they always come home Oh, oh, they always come home Oh (oh), oh (alright), they always come home Oh (oh), oh, they always come home (yeah) Oh, oh, they always come home (now they really want to come home)