(Composição: Ken Hensley, Jack Williams) Crush into the arms of Satan Reaching for the hands of God I'm robbing ev'ry mind of wisdom Running so he won't get caught He's out the law by majority In branded all his live And some say that he's a sinner man As he rides from day to night He's a bad man so they say Livin' for his life and livin' free Running swift and secretly So we'll miss the hanging tree Wounded spirits on the wind Ridin' to his dream and destiny He's locking up the wall of posters Calling for his friends to see Laughin' loud as he rides away Kicking up the dust with speed Time hunts him down the pathway And freedom is the horse he rides Glory is the dream he's after And fortune is his hearts delight
