My Last Girlfriend Was An Outlaw

(Brian Hendrix)

I've written a lot of western-themed songs, but this is probably the one I had the most fun with. It basically just tells the story, from a man's perspective, about how his girlfriend was an outlaw and robbed banks and shot people. I had a lot of fun with this, a fast-paced country-western song that would probably sound great on radio.

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My pretty baby calls money cheddar And said that she was craving cheese Deferred to her, babe, you know better I'll be right here, just get home free She loaded up her Smith & Wesson Grabbed her disguise, jumped on her horse One day they'll ask me if I knew her I'll say no, but I do of course (Chorus) My last girlfriend was an outlaw Robbin' trains and fools and banks Hung her hat in some old stage coach That sat abandoned on the tracks 'Til one day those Marshals showed up Shot her 10 times in the back Yeah, my last girlfriend was an outlaw Now she's dead, and, well, that's that Met her at the bank of Hancock Whitney 1901 down in Mississipp' Waving a gun in some rich man's face And with her finger shooshed my lips She winked and smiled and called me "cowboy" Then ran out shootin' at the air I tracked her down there three towns over Told her "A shame to hide such pretty hair" (Chorus) And when there's no one left to mourn her Who will tell her history Like the time she faced a posse down And killed the whole damn crew but three Like when she looted Amarillo The whole town for a bag of gold Or how she knew the bandit Jesse 'Least his story has been told (Chorus)

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