OUTLAWS

CROUCHED IN AN ALLEY, I FIGHT FOR THE CAUSE,
FIGHTING FOR JUSTICE, THEY CALL US "OUTLAWS."
I'VE SUFFERED THROUGH HUNGER, I'VE SUFFERED THROUGH PAIN,
THEY TELL US: "STAY QUIET, DON'T DARE TO COMPLAIN!"
MY BROTHER'S IN PRISON, MY BEST FRIEND IS DEAD,
FLEEING THE BRITISH, A PRICE ON MY HEAD...

DOWN AT THE DOCKS, I WAIT FOR A SHIP,
IT'S NOT THAT I WANT TO, I MUST TAKE THIS TRIP.
OUGHT TWO OF THEIR SOLDIERS, I WON THE FIGHT,
THEY CAME TO ARREST ME, ONLY LAST NIGHT.
HAVING NO COURTS, WE CALL OUR OWN,
MY DEAR SAINTED MOTHER, WILL NOW LIVE ALONE.

A STATUE OF FREEDOM, I SEE FROM THE DECK,
I COME TO A NEW LAND, THE END OF MY TREK...
THE STRUGGLE SEEMS DISTANT, THE CAUSE SO OBSCURE,
I DON'T TELL THE CHILDREN, NO, NOT THIS YEAR.
THEIR UNCLE IN PRISON, GRANDMOM IN A PLOT,
THEIR CULTURE AND HERITAGE, SO SIMPLY FORGOT.

I LIVE IN A HOSPITAL, OVERLOOKING A LAWN,
WAKING-UP EARLY, I'M WATCHING EACH DAWN.
MY GRANDSONS DON'T KNOW, AND I NEARLY FORGOT,
WHAT'S HAPPENING BACK HOME, AND OUR TERRIBLE LOT.
CROUCHED IN AN ALLEY, I FOUGHT FOR THE CAUSE,
WE FOUGHT FOR JUSTICE, THEY CALLED US "OUTLAWS."

Created: October 29, 1999r.
Last Updated: November 7, 1999r.