Many cold nights on a lone dusty trail with a campfire and blanket of stars
\nLonger the days in the blistered sun with my mustang and gray handlebars
\nBeen tracking this Love outlaw Love for years each time that I sense I am close
\nVanishing into thin air once again it\u2019s as if I was chasing a ghost<\/p>\n
[CHORUS]
\nLove is an outlaw and outlaw of Love that terrorizes then sings like a dove
\nBlowing through towns like a prairie dog wind
\nTwo peas in a pod coveting sin<\/p>\n
Through canyons so grand beneath painted skies
\nLoves not hard to track Love\u2019s just hard to find
\nAnd though saddle-sore from another days ride
\nLove outlaw Love\u2019s wanted dead or alive<\/p>\n
[CHORUS] 2x<\/p>\n
Through canyons so grand beneath painted skies
\nLoves not hard to track Love\u2019s just hard to find
\nAnd though saddle-sore from another days ride
\nLove outlaw Love\u2019s wanted dead or alive
\nLove is wanted dead or alive<\/p>\n
Havoc and chaos Love\u2019s prodigies
\nBuildings burned down bank and train robberies
\nCattle soon rustled horse disappear
\nA wake of turmoil each time Love is near
\nChameleon like Love then transforms
\nFrom one that you fear to one you adore
\nThrough bat-wings Love enters shots all around
\nLove wines and Love dines romancing the town
\nTall lean and handsome Love\u2019s M O rehearsed
\nLeaving them with an unquenchable thirst
\nThen through the backdoor nowhere to be found
\nLeaving behind broken hearts all through town<\/p>\n
[CHORUS]<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve searched my whole life for the outlaw of Love
\nAnd never have once seen hide nor hair of
\nThis hand I was dealt is now time to fold
\nCause\u2019 Love is an outlaw that never grows old
\nThe outlaw of Love never grows old<\/p>\n
[CHORUS]<\/p>\n
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