Outlawed - Steve Howe

Ten long years, that’s what the judge had to say

Trying to teach me, that crime don’t pay

Up one morning, heard the news, no parole

They can’t hold me, I can’t take the heat

Down in the compound, saw the guard turned away

Dug my heels in, I got itchy feet

I’m a free man, I’m a new face in another place

Restless feeling, I gotta go where the action is

Checked in a motel, didn’t get recognized

Morning paper said I’m wanted by the highway patrol

Out at last, go hell for leather

On the run, outlawed forever

Out at last, go hell for leather

On the run, outlawed forever

Out at last, go hell for leather

On the run, outlawed forever

Outlawed forever

Ten long years, that’s what the judge had to say

Trying to teach me, that crime don’t pay

Out at last, go hell for leather

On the run, outlawed forever

Out at last, go hell for leather

On the run, outlawed forever

Out at last, go hell for leather

On the run, outlawed forever

Out at last, go hell for leather

On the run, outlawed forever