Although their love can never be
Though his heart belongs to no other
The outlaw must always be free
Denver, the radio singing the song
He felt the cold of the morning,
and knew he was bound to do wrong
He lay a little old lady lay,
yeah a little old lady lay
He walked to the bank in a hurry
A brown satchel hung from his hand
He said, give me all of your money
He took all their money and ran
E- de- lay- o- de- lo- de- lay
E- de- lay- o- de- lo- de- lay
An hour and a half out of
The helicopter overhead was
The outlaw was laid out in death
At home there's a wife and a family
Though his heart belong to no other
The outlaw must always be free
He lay a load of load, he lay a load of load, he lay a load of load,
he lay a load of load, of load, he lay a of of load
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