Lyrics

Outlaw with no Name
(Roy Hardinge, copyright 2015)

I was born to be an outlaw
Many years have come and gone
From the day I learned to hold a gun
Well I’ve been on the run

Fortune, Fame, Notoriety…
I’ve been searchin’ all my life
But as the days go slippin’ by,
I’m left with not but strife

Don’t you swing low sweet chariot
My time ain’t yet to come
I got ten more men to kill
no witness for to blame.
I’m an outlaw with no name
I’m an outlaw with no name

I’ve killed more men than Jesse James
I’m meaner than Wild Bill
And no one knows what I’ve done
I’m left with no name still

Don’t you swing low sweet chariot
My time ain’t yet to come
I got ten more men to kill
no witness for to blame.
I’m an outlaw with no name
I’m an outlaw with no name

I was born to be an outlaw
Many years have come and gone
From the day I learned to hold a gun
Well I’ve been on the run

Don’t you swing low sweet chariot
My time ain’t yet to come
I got five more men to kill
no witness for to blame.

Don’t you swing low sweet chariot
My time is close at hand
I got two more men to kill
to witness for to blame.
I’m an outlaw with no name
I’m an outlaw with no name
I’m an outlaw…
I’m an outlaw with no name