The Ballad Of Arkansas Dave Rudebaugh lyrics

Artist  : Pat Green 
Song : The Ballad Of Arkansas Dave Rudebaugh
 
My daddy was an outlaw, mom died giving birth to
me, they both let me all alone when I was on
bended knee, if you don't like my story I suggest
you turn the page, I don't need no preachin' I
ain't got no soul to save.



My name is Arkansas Dave Rudebaugh and this here
is Tennessee Jack, don't you give us any lip now
boy or today will be your last, when the bank was
dry we said good-bye and walked out to the street,
when a cloud of bullets came a thundering down and
took Tennessee to his knees.



I just stood there and watched him bleeding like
a fool out in the rain, didn't have time to think
when I jumped through the banks front window pane,
grabbed the teller in a blink of an eye put a colt
up to his head, said careful son don't try to run
or tomorrow will be your last.



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I've got to fly like an eagle, free like a bird
on the wind, 

hell fire and brimstone are coming down on me,


mister I was born of sin.



Sat down in the corner and rolled a little home
grown, said if I'm gonna die today I sure as hell
ain't goin' alone, so I ran out the bank a
shooting I was two for two at first, until I felt
a painful sound as a bullet tore my shirt.



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I crawled back to the alley way where I knew my
horse was tied, and that's where all the legends
say that Arkansas Dave Rudebaugh died, but I was
in a place so far from there in a time so long
ago, in the arms of a pretty little senorita on
the Gulf of Mexico.



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