Made Me An Outlaw

(Brian Hendrix)

Part of my "Judge" series of old western songs that I like to write whenever an idea pops in my head. This one is about a poor man in the old west with a family to feed, and he decides that some people have too much and he doesn't have nearly enough. He decides to become an outlaw. This was a very true story for the time, though it's not based on any real-life person.

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1862, the year that I might die It was the time that I strapped on my gun A peacemaker it's called, and maybe that's so It sure makes rich men do what I want I didn't start this way, was giving praises to God While my children got sickly and the cattle run off (Chorus) And it's the hard life that made me an outlaw There was nary a job to be found The wife and my children were hungry With the bankers eatin' plenty downtown Living isn't free but guns are pretty cheap The hardest part for me was learning how to draw No trains are safe when it comes to our plates... And it's the hard life that made me an outlaw My first big score was a group of fat men Robber barons who killed off this town I took all their gold, their money and shoes And I laughed as they stumbled around One said, "You're the Devil," I looked back with a grin Said, maybe God sent me to collect on your sins (Chorus) The wife isn't sure, but I think she suspects She just stands there 'tween me and my sons But as long as their fed, a roof over their heads Then I can die knowing my job is done And I don't wanna go but know I probably will When this life of mine ends, bury me on the hill (Chorus)

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