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Father of an Outlaw (Mumy)
Somewhere out of Victorville in 1868
Rode the father of an outlaw to an outlaw’s fate
Well, Son, I’ve heard some talk about the friends you keep
And I hate to see my best boy going wrong
But the sayings true and it goes to you “You better look before you
leap”
because once you jump you ain’t in the air for long
You have to ride ride
You must move to stay alive
You have to run
Just to run another day
It ain’t a matter of being brave
You’re just racing to your grave
And it’s not a man of brains who robs banks and trains
Yeah, you have to ride ride
You must move to stay alive
You have to run
Just to run another day
It ain’t a matter of being brave
You’re just racing to your grave
And it’s not a man of brains who robs banks and trains
A cooper hawk flies on a windy Texas evening
An outlaw dies far away from home
A father sighs but firmly keeps believing
That the good Lord’s arms will hold his rolling stone
Now he can rest from his ride
He can lay his gun aside
Now he’s crossing over a river mighty wide
Whether courage knows no chains
Or laughter ever pains
Someone said a prayer for him of who’s to blame
words and music by Bill Mumy
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