the outlaw in red - pixel isaiah lyrics
there once was an outlaw from texas
his clothes, the color of red
some say it was style, some say it was stained
by the blood of the men he shot dead
now the outlaw in red was a wanted man
when he was just 19 years old
he was vicious, a k!ller, a man with no soul
shootin’ folks and then taking their gold
a ranger was sent to take him in
and make him pay for all of his sins
the ranger was fair, so he agreed to a duel
thought the outlaw was honest, the fool
now some folks they claim that the ranger had won
beat thе outlaw in red, with a long barreled gun
but thе truth must be told, yes the truth must be said
the ranger was tricked, now he’s dead…
he died to the outlaw in red
oh the outlaw in red
how many men are dead?
oh the outlaw in red
how much blood could one man shed?
then the people from the cities
got a whiff of his trend
of k!lling people to no end
so they raised the bounty
in every town, every county
a fortune for this outlaw’s head
so for money, for fame, for justice or pride
for the next several years, many tried
but no matter how brave, how strong, or how wise
by the gun of the outlaw they died
not one escaped his genocide!
oh the outlaw in red
how many men are dead?
oh the outlaw in red
how much blood could one man shed?
then one day they stopped coming, and the outlaw was alone
he walked, he paced, he roamed around
this place many had once called their home
it was quiet, too quiet
only tumbleweeds were in sight
but the silence became louder as he heard the cries so shrill
from the bodies of the many many people he had k!lled
talking, pleading, screaming, anything he would’ve tried
to get those moaning ghosts to go away, they wouldn’t leave his side
he couldn’t eat, he couldn’t sleep, he had no place hide
so the outlaw there among them started losing his mind
now you may think the ghosts were wanting revenge
justice for fillin’ them with lead
but despite all his crimes
and him endin’ their lives
they still wanted redemption
for the outlaw in red
to him they were warnin’ “you’re not to far gone
to turn from this dark path you’re on”
but he didn’t repent, no he wouldn’t relent
so the ghosts all gave up and moved on
he sat and he stewed, no men and no ghosts
nothing left but his cold heart of stone
after many years of being alone
the last life he took was his own
the last life he took was his own
oh the outlaw in red
how many men are dead?
oh the outlaw in red
how much blood could one man shed?
all the blood shed by the outlaw in red!
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