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AmPassing through the arms oFf satan DmReaching for the hands of Fgod G AmRobbing every mind for wisFdom DmRunning so he won't get cFaught G AmHe's outlawed by majorityF DmBeen branded all his lifeF G AmSome say that he's a sinnFer man DmAs he rides from day to nFight G
AmHe's aG bad man, so they Fsay Living for hisDm love and liviGng frAmee Riding swGift and secretly F So he'll Dmmiss the haGnging treAme Wounded sGpirit on the wiFnd Riding toDm his dream aGnd destiAmny
He's laughing at the wanted posters Calling for his friends to see Laughing aloud as he rides away Kicking up the dust with speed Time hands him down a pathway And freedom is a horse he rides Glory is a dream he's after And fortune is his heart's delight Riding swift and secretly So he'll miss the hanging tree Wounded spirit on the wind Riding to his dream and destiny