Dick Gaughan - Outlaws and dreamers

The d^Aays and the ^Ehours swiftly ^Dturn into ^Aseasons The ^Aweeks and the months quickly turn into ^Dyears The ^Apresent is co^Eloured by memo^Dries of c^Ahildhood Of ^Aheartache and happiness, ^Elaughter and ^Atears

I've ^Aflown and I've ^Edriven long ^Dmiles by the ^Amillion Through d^Aesert and forest and high mountain ^Drange Through ^Apastures of ^Eplenty and ^Ddark city ^Abyways A ^Alife on the move in boat, ^Ecar and ^Atrain

Thi^Arty-five ^Eyears of s^Dinging and ^Aplaying Thi^Arty-five years of life on the r^Doad ^ALaughing at ^Etyrants and ^Dspitting at ^Adespots I'^Ave danced in the footsteps of ^Emen like ^ATom Joad

The^Ay've called me an ^Eoutlaw they've ^Dcalled me a ^Adreamer They ^Asaid I would change as I aged and grew ^Dold That the ^Amemory would ^Efade of the ^Dthings I had ^Alived through Tha^At the flash fire of ^Eyouth would slowly ^Aturn cold

But I ^Draise up my glass and drink d^Geep of its ^Dflame To ^Athose who have gone who were links in the ^Dchain ^DAnd I give my soul's promise I ^Ggive my heart's ^Dpledge ^ATo outlaws and dreamers and ^Elife at the ^Aedge

So ^Ahere's to the ^Evision that ^Dbinds us ^Atogether That ^Atears down the walls that would keep us a^Dpart And ^Ahere's to the f^Euture where ^Ddreams will be ^Ahonoured And the ^Afierce flame of freedom that ^Eburns in our^A hearts

The f^Aire is still ^Eburning the ^Dfuture's still ^Acalling To ^Afollow the dream till the end of my ^Ddays Wi^Ashing's for ^Efools but d^Dreams are for ^Aoutlaws Lau^Aghter's for lovers and ^Etears for the bra^Ave

I^D raise up my glass and drink ^Gdeep of its ^Dflame To ^Athose who have gone who were links in the ^Dchain ^DAnd I give my soul's promise I ^Ggive my heart's ^Dpledge ^ATo outlaws and dreamers and ^Elife at the ^Aedge To ^Aoutlaws and dr^Eeamers and l^Dife at th^Ae edge