Cold Comfort Song of the outlaw
Cold Comfort Song Of The Outlaw I m walkin the desert sands, The sun suckin the life out of me. I m headin to the border, I m headin to south, Where my freedom lies The sheriff like wild dog, he wants to hang me form my sin. He is out there for my blood, I know he won t be givin up I am the outlaw, I m the pain in the ass I am the outlaw, I m the pain in the ass. Shot a man back in town, Gun the bastard down for a damn good reason. He was standing
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