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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Texas Hippie Coalition
Texas Hippie Coalition
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Anderson
Richard Anderson
Composer
Wes Wallace
Wes Wallace
Composer
Bob Marlette
Bob Marlette
Composer

Lyrics

Well... I'm like a hurricane a-comin' baby
I'm where the sun don't shine
Bite down hard on the bullet baby
It's gonna hurt this time
No, you won't ever see it comin' baby
I'll hit you from the blind side
So hold on tightly to me baby
It's a hell of a ride
Yes, I've been known to break the law
And yes, it's true, I own a gun
And I think it's best that you
Don't try to tell no one
That I'm an outlaw
And I've got my pride
The law man he wants to hang me high
Yes I'm an outlaw
On a long hard ride
Outlaw
Until the day I die
Until the day I die baby
Cause I am a storm cloud rolling baby
I am the warning sign
Best you run and take shelter baby
It's gonna hurt this time
I'll light you like a strike of lightnin' baby
Kick like an old shotgun
So let's keep it our little secret baby
And don't you tell no one
I'm an outlaw
And I've got my pride
The law man he wants to hang me high
Yes, I'm an outlaw
On a long hard ride
Outlaw
Until the day I die
Until the day I die baby
That I'm an outlaw
And I've got my pride
The law man he wants to hang me high
Yes I'm an outlaw
On a long hard ride
Outlaw
Until the day I die
Until the day I die baby
Until the day I die
Written by: Bob Marlette, Richard Anderson, Wes Wallace
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