dead outlaw gunslinger stalkin thru the streets

if my neighbors all say I’m a mean-eyed freak

then that’s just what I’ll be

got skeletons in my backyard all hangin from the trees

my house is dark if you step inside

you might think it’s halloween

black guitar slingin dog at the front of the show

if I gotta hang by the neck just to get you off

then come on show me the rope

I ain’t afraid to spit in the wind

I always gotta do or die

you say I don’t fit your rock n roll

well funny thing, I never tried

chorus:

dead outlaw

born my mother’s only son

dead outlaw

always on the run

I don’t care what you say I gotta do

ain’t gonna change my ways to fit your rules

shoot ya straight from the black of my heart

shoot ya straight from the black of my heart

thirty four years and countin it's always been my way

I got a taste for darkness and I’ll let you know

that you ain't been the first to say

I got a strange way of spendin my time the way I wanna be

hangin round with the walkin dead

cuz the livin ain’t down with me