Post a song glorifying an outlaw

[struggle4progress]

Ballad of Jesse James

Vernon Dalhart: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_En7kqxKiCs

Frank Luther: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XLnAIWxwZGQ

Kingston Trio: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LMxNSbqFueU

Pete Seeger: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DDo1sd9hZ5E&NR=1

Ramblin Riversiders: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1kQBIO-VdQQ

[The Velveteen Ocelot]

1. The Highwayman

Loreena McKennitt: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2CFM4ev-g8

[Blue-Jay]

27. No.

I love Loreena, but...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uw1bHaUk1CM

[struggle4progress]

52. She's a lovely voice

[Zephie]

2. Bonnie and Clyde

Demolition Lovers - My Chemical Romance http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iL31ZwVaY_U

[struggle4progress]

68. The Legend of Bonnie and Clyde

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PnkOb2kMBfU

The Ballad Of Bonnie & Clyde
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enBCvL1zl6s

[patricia92243]

3. Tom Dooley

[struggle4progress]

56. Sam Hall

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjwra0OMy3M

[canoeist52]

4. Pretty Boy Floyd - Woody Guthrie

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4YKUJZI5Bg



If you'll gather 'round me, children,
A story I will tell
'Bout Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw,
Oklahoma knew him well.

It was in the town of Shawnee,
A Saturday afternoon,
His wife beside him in his wagon
As into town they rode.

There a deputy sheriff approached him
In a manner rather rude,
Vulgar words of anger,
An' his wife she overheard.

Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain,
And the deputy grabbed his gun;
In the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down.

Then he took to the trees and timber
To live a life of shame;
Every crime in Oklahoma
Was added to his name.

But a many a starving farmer
The same old story told
How the outlaw paid their mortgage
And saved their little homes.

Others tell you 'bout a stranger
That come to beg a meal,
Underneath his napkin
Left a thousand dollar bill.

It was in Oklahoma City,
It was on a Christmas Day,
There was a whole car load of groceries
Come with a note to say:

Well, you say that I'm an outlaw,
You say that I'm a thief.
Here's a Christmas dinner
For the families on relief.

Yes, as through this world I've wandered
I've seen lots of funny men;
Some will rob you with a six-gun,
And some with a fountain pen.

And as through your life you travel,
Yes, as through your life you roam,
You won't never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home.

[struggle4progress]

54. Perfect exemplar of the genre

[Xipe Totec]

5. The Balad of Gregorio Cortez

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zbFEODgaTZw

[struggle4progress]

55. Thanks! I should have known this one but didn't

[Tom_Foolery]

6. Cher's "Just Like Jesse James"...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5LLwFFASEQk&feature=fvwrel

[Tikki]

7. "The Legend of Pat Brown"...the Vandals..*explicit*

Maybe not a outlaw...but..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=669Uc4xBLtc





Tikki

[Canuckistanian]

8. Johnny Cash - "Ned Kelly"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2LH7FXf66KU

[struggle4progress]

69. Game As Ned Kelly

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T0hZ_WTh1rs

[Lars39]

9. Here's a couple:

Mark Knopfler http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8R5Pm_I_S8M

War Cisco Kid http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMlrI6IkQv0&feature=related

[struggle4progress]

70. I'd never heard of him, but Knopfler is really good!

[Lars39]

83. He's cool.

Here's his bio: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Knopfler

[Rowdyboy]

10. "Frank and Jesse James" by Warren Zevon....

What beauty, power and simplicity. He was one of a kind.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cts5relHGrE

[struggle4progress]

76. Lawyers, Guns and Money

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S5puAN1PGQw

[freshwest]

11. Could be considered good guys, but some would call them outlaws:

New World outlaw:

Desperado - Cancion del Mariachi - Antonio Banderas

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tu4Hnbor9rI


Old World outlaw:

Braveheart - Die With Your Boots On by Sonata Arctica

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wxsDkHn3kQI

[Inchworm]

12. 1952 Vincent Black Lightning

Del McCoury
http://youtu.be/papshM5303E

(Bluegrass warning)

:headbang:

[jme0318]

49. Red hair and black leather - my favorite color scheme

[femmocrat]

13. "Desperado" by the Eagles. n/t

[Luciferous]

17. I love that song. My mom used to listen to it all the time when

I was a kid.

[struggle4progress]

77. Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3AQJZys0cvI

[DutchLiberal]

81. Bob Dylan cover ('Blood on the Tracks', 1975) n/t

[Inchworm]

14. The Road Goes On Forever And The Party Never Ends

http://youtu.be/Qa2RhjKsdqE

Cool vid to boot :)

:hi:

[freshwest]

15. Reminds me of this one by Christopher Cross:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A3S5lgxJ3Xk

Ride Like the Wind

It is the night. My body's weak.
I'm on the run. No time to sleep.
I've got to ride.
Ride like the wind to be free again.
And I got such a long way to go.
To make it to the border of Mexico.
So I'll ride like the wind.
I was born the son of a lawless man.
Always spoke my mind with a gun in my hand.
Lived nine lives
gunned down ten.
Gonna ride like the wind.
And I got such a long way to go.
To make it to the border of Mexico.
So I'll ride like the wind.
Ride like the wind.
Ride like the wind.
Accused and tried and told to hang
I was no where in sight
when the church bells rang.
Never was the kind to do as I was told.
Gonna ride like the wind before I get old.
It is the night. My body's weak.
I'm on the run. No time to sleep.
I've got to ride.
Ride like the wind to be free again.
And I got such a long way to go.
To make it to the border of Mexico.
So I'll ride like the wind.
Ride like the wind.
And I got such a long way to go.
To make it to the border of Mexico.
So I'll ride like the wind.
Gonna run like the wind.

[WCGreen]

21. Love that song....

[Swede]

16. Desperado by Alice Cooper

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dM2UXFe78sc

I'm a gambler and I'm a runner
but you knew that when you layed down
I'm a picture of ugly stories
I'm a killer and I'm a clown
Step into the street by sundown
Step into your last goodbye
You're a target just by living
Twenty dollars will make you die
I wear lace and I wear black leather
My hands are lightning upon my gun
My shots are clean and my my shots are final
My shots are deadly and when it's done
You're as stiff as my smoking barrel
You're as dead as a desert night
You're a notch and I'm a legend
You're at peace and I must hide
Tell me where the hell I'm going
Let my bones fall in the dust
Can't you hear that ghost that's calling
As my colt begins to rust in the dust
I'm a killer I'm a clown
I'm a priest that's gone to town

[RedCloud]

18. We Can Be Together

Jefferson Airplane We Can Be Together Lyrics
We can be together
Ah you and me
We should be together
We are all outlaws in the eyes of america
In order to survive we steal cheat lie forge fred hide and deal
We are obscene lawless hideous dangerous dirty violent and young
But we should be together
Come on all you people standing around
Our life's too fine to let it die and
We can be together
All your private property is
Target for your enemy
And your enemy is
We
We are forces of chaos and anarchy
Everything they say we are we are
And we are very
Proud of ourselves
Up against the wall
Up against the wall fred (motherfucker)
Tear down the walls
Tear down the walls
Come on now together
Get it on together
Everybody together
We should be together
We should be together my friends
We can be together
We will be
We must begin here and now
A new continent of earth and fire
Come on now gettin higher and higher
Tear down the walls
Tear down the walls
Tear down the walls
Won't you try

(Psst. Who the fuck is this fred?)

[Swede]

19. Townes Van Zandt - Pancho and Lefty

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8SjwO17gsqU

Living on the road my friend
Was gonna keep you free and clean
Now you wear your skin like iron
Your breath's as hard as kerosene
You weren't your mama's only boy
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams

Pancho was a bandit boys
His horse was fast as polished steel
Wore his gun outside his pants
For all the honest world to feel
Pancho met his match you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
Nobody heard his dying words
That's the way it goes

All the federales say
They could have had him any day
They only let him hang around
Out of kindness I suppose

Lefty he can't sing the blues
All night long like he used to
The dust that Pancho bit down south
Ended up in Lefty's mouth
The day they laid poor Pancho low
Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go
There ain't nobody knows

All the federales say
They could have had him any day
They only let him slip away
Out of kindness I suppose

The poets tell how Pancho fell
Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
So the story ends we're told
Pancho needs your prayers it's true,
But save a few for Lefty too
He just did what he had to do
Now he's growing old

A few gray federales say
They could have had him any day
They only let him go so wrong
Out of kindness I suppose

[Zorra]

25. That's a great song, one of my favorites. nt

[jme0318]

50. My favorite song of all time

[provis99]

20. George W. Told the Nation by Tom Paxton.

About Americas greatest criminal, George W Bush.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ft36GQMmvXs

[struggle4progress]

78. Behind Blue Eyes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9-3RZkzpwM

[Tabasco_Dave]

22. Billy Joel - "The Ballad Of Billy The Kid"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZFkz5jjfuc&feature=related

[Rowdyboy]

23. Everly Brothers...."Take a Message to Mary"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Hkx_CDExfI&feature=related

These are the words of a frontier lad
Who lost his love when he turned ba-ad

Take a message to Mary but don't tell â'er where I am
Take a message to Mary but don't say I'm in a jam
You can tell her I had to see the world or tell â'er that my ship set sail
You can say she better not wait for me but don't tell her I'm in jail
Oh, don't tell her I'm in jail

Take a message to Mary but don't tell â'er what I've done
Please don't mention the stagecoach and the shot from a careless gun
You can tell her I had to change my plans and cancel out the wedding day
But please don't mention my lonely cell where I'm gonna pine away
Until my dying day

Take a message to Mary but don't tell â'er all you know
My heart's achin' for Mary, Lord knows I miss her so
Just tell her I went to Timbuktu, tell her I'm searchin' for gold
You can say she better find someone new to cherish and to hold
Oh, Lord, this cell is cold

Ma-ary, Ma-a-a-a-ary
Oh, Lord this cell is cold

[liberaltrucker]

24. If there's a song documenting the life of Che Guevara, I'd happily post it

Unfortunately, I can't find one. In my mind, anyhow, he
was more a liberator than an outlaw. Governments say
otherwise. :argh:

[Rowdyboy]

26. Try these....the first is my favorite....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dr_g23qi9hg

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dr_g23qi9hg

[liberaltrucker]

30. Thanks!!!!

I got the message from the subtitles, but OMG I wish
I could understand Spanish!

Hope you don't mind my saying I've found a kindred spirit.

:hi:

:hug:

[Rowdyboy]

32. Dude, my dad was a long haul trucker, my partner is a Guevara fanatic....

We are truly kindred spirits :hug:

For his last birthday I bought my guy "Che Guevara: a Revolutionary Life" by Jon Lee Anderson. Trust me, you would love it! Its spot on for accuracy and detail but readable too. Some really interesting stuff about his escapades as a horny med student. What can I say, I can relate (except to the med-school part)

[Rowdyboy]

33. Forgot an obvious one "Indiana Wants Me"....R Dean Taylor 1970

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dr_g23qi9hg

Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
I wish I had you, to talk to

If a man ever needed dyin' he did
No one had the right to say what he said about you
And it's so cold and lonely here without you
Out there the laws are coming
I'm scared and so tired of running

Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
I wish I had you, to talk to

It hurts to see the man that I've become
And to know I'll never see the morning sunshine on the land
I'll never see your smiling face, or touch your hand
If just once more I could see
You, our home, and our little baby

Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there, oh

I wish I had you, to talk to

I hope this letter finds its way to you
Forgive me love for the shame I put you through
And all the tears
Hang on love to the memories of those happy years
Red lights are flashin' around me
Yea love it looks like they found me

Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
I wish I had you, to talk to

Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
("This is the police, you are surrounded, give yourself up")
Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
("This is the police, give yourself up, you are surrounded")

(c) Copyright 1970 by Jobete Music Co., Inc.

- HIT PARADER 1971 YEARBOOK.

###

[WCGreen]

28. Sadly, in my lifetime, Hail to the Chief has been played for scoundrels

[WCGreen]

29. Sadly, in my lifetime, Hail to the Chief has been played for scoundrels

[ornotna]

31. Frank Zappa - The Illinois Enema Bandit

http://youtu.be/5uRvR2oF3FQ

[Skittles]

34. Bad Bad Leroy Brown - Jim Croce

:D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ooq3JbWbdjk

[RebelOne]

66. Always loved that song. Reminds me of my ex-husband. n/t

[Mopar151]

85. Jim said Leroy was his real name

Went AWOL from Jim's Army company, came back for his paycheck.

[struggle4progress]

71. Stagger Lee

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lBsE4_GbGU

[GreenPartyVoter]

35. Brokenjoe : "Doc the Dentist"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tttE1ltPGZE

[woo me with science]

36. Maxwell's Silver Hammer

;evilgrin:

[struggle4progress]

73. Rocky Raccoon

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wNRH7_Kd5Yc

[struggle4progress]

74. oop a dupe

[hibbing]

37. Bandit Cole Younger - Edward L. Crain

Hi,
No link to a recording or youtuber. I know it is on the Anthology of American Folk Music.

Peace

[bluesbassman]

38. Stealin' - Uriah Heep

http://youtu.be/0K63pu7nd6Q

[bluesbassman]

39. Gallows Pole - Led Zeppelin

http://youtu.be/1Yn8dxCa4Mw

[bluesbassman]

40. Friend of The Devil - Grateful Dead

http://youtu.be/XacvydVrhuI

[KamaAina]

64. Also, Mexicali Blues

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9P0_KuDjrdU

[bluesbassman]

41. I'm Bad Like Jesse James - John Lee Hooker

http://youtu.be/oMPKPyzlsOI

[bluesbassman]

42. Midnight Rambler - Rolling Stones -

Superb live version from '73

http://youtu.be/LBFNS0ctBIQ

[Sky Masterson]

43. Any song that praises Jesus.

He was an outlaw in his time.

[struggle4progress]

75. Jesus Christ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EDS00Pnhkqk

[freshwest]

84. I never heard that one, history repeating itself.

[taterguy]

102. U2 does a great version of it . . .

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lNBhbcXVQ-U

[struggle4progress]

79. Eyes On The Prize

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ZWdDI_fkns

[CBGLuthier]

44. Possum Kingdom - The Toadies

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EkwD5rQ-_d4

[LeftishBrit]

45. The Wild Colonial Boy (traditional Australian)

There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Duggan was his name
He was born and raised in Ireland, in a place called Castlemaine
He was his father's only son, his mother's pride and joy
And dearly did his parents love the wild colonial boy

At the early age of sixteen years he left his native home
And to Australia's sunny shore, he was inclined to roam
He robbed the rich, he helped the poor, he shot James MacEvoy
A terror to Australia was, the wild colonial boy

One morning on the prairie, as Jack he rode along
A-listening to the mocking bird, a-singing a cheerful song
Up stepped a band of troopers: Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
They all set out to capture him, the wild colonial boy

Surrender now, Jack Duggan, for you see we're three to one
Surrender in the King's high name, you are a plundering son
Jack drew two pistols from his belt, he proudly waved them high
I'll fight, but not surrender, said the wild colonial boy

He fired a shot at Kelly, which brought him to the ground
And turning round to Davis, he recieved a fatal wound
A bullet pierced his proud young heart, from the pistol of Fitzroy
And that was how they captured him, the wild colonial boy

[cemaphonic]

82. Waltzing Mathilda probably fits too

Go figure that Australia would have a folk tradition glorifying outlaws.

[LeftishBrit]

46. Robin Hood, by Gary Miller

Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood

He called the greatest archers to a tavern on the green
They vowed to help the people of the king
They handled all the troubles on the English country scene
And still found plenty of time to sing

Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood

He came to Sherwood Forest with a feather in his cap
A fighter never looking for a fight
His bow was always ready, and he kept his arrows sharp.
He used them to fight for what was right

Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood

With Friar Tuck and Little John they had a roguish look,
They did the deed the others wouldn't dare.
He captured all the money that the evil sheriff took,
And rescued many a lady fair

Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood

To cheating and corruption, he would never, never yield
And danger was his breakfast ev'ry day
The cobler in the hamlet and the farmer in the field
Were always helping him get away

Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood

He rode up to the palace and was cheered by ev'ryone
His Lady Marian threw him a rose
The King of England knighted him the Earl Of Huntingdon
And that's the way that the legend goes

Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood

[LeftishBrit]

47. Billy Gray, by Robert Earl Keen

Billy Gray rode into Gantry back in '83
There he did meet young Sarah McCray
The wild rose of morning that pale flower of dawning
Herald of springtime in his young life that day

Sarah, she could not see the daylight of reality
In her young eyes, Billy bore not a flaw
Knowing not her chosen one was a hired gun
Wanted in Kansas City by the law

Then one day a tall man came riding cross the badlands
That lie to the north of New Mexico
He was overheard to say he was lookin' for Billy Gray
A ruthless man and a dangerous outlaw

Well, the deadly news came creepin' to Billy, fast sleepin'
There in the Clarendon Bar and Hotel
He fled towards the old church, there on the outskirts
Thinking he'd climb that old steeple bell

But a rifle ball came flying face down he lay dying
There in the dust of the road where he fell
Sarah, she ran to him cursing the lawman
The poor girl knew no reason, except that he'd been killed

Sarah lives in that same old white frame house
Where she first met Billy some forty years ago
And the wild rose of morning has faded
With the dawning of each day of
Sorrow the long years have sown

Written on a stone
Where the dusty winds have long blown
Eighteen words to a passing world say:
"True love knows no season, no rhyme nor no reason
Justice is cold as the Granger County clay"

e

[jme0318]

48. The only hell my mama ever raised -Johnny paycheck

Or anything by Waylon Jennings

[Taverner]

51. Serge Gainsbourg - Bonny et Clyde

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKfBJMIANsM

The lyrics are a French translation of Bonnie Parker's "The Trail's End"

You've read the story of Jesse James
of how he lived and died.
If you're still in need;
of something to read,
here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde.

Now Bonnie and Clyde are the Barrow gang
I'm sure you all have read.
how they rob and steal;
and those who squeal,
are usually found dying or dead.

There's lots of untruths to these write-ups;
they're not as ruthless as that.
their nature is raw;
they hate all the law,
the stool pidgeons, spotters and rats.

They call them cold-blooded killers
they say they are heartless and mean.
But I say this with pride
that I once knew Clyde,
when he was honest and upright and clean.

But the law fooled around;
kept taking him down,
and locking him up in a cell.
Till he said to me;
"I'll never be free,
so I'll meet a few of them in hell"

The road was so dimly lighted
there were no highway signs to guide.
But they made up their minds;
if all roads were blind,
they wouldn't give up till they died.

The road gets dimmer and dimmer
sometimes you can hardly see.
But it's fight man to man
and do all you can,
for they know they can never be free.

From heart-break some people have suffered
from weariness some people have died.
But take it all in all;
our troubles are small,
till we get like Bonnie and Clyde.

If a policeman is killed in Dallas
and they have no clue or guide.
If they can't find a fiend,
they just wipe their slate clean
and hang it on Bonnie and Clyde.

There's two crimes committed in America
not accredited to the Barrow mob.
They had no hand;
in the kidnap demand,
nor the Kansas City Depot job.

A newsboy once said to his buddy;
"I wish old Clyde would get jumped.
In these awfull hard times;
we'd make a few dimes,
if five or six cops would get bumped"

The police haven't got the report yet
but Clyde called me up today.
He said,"Don't start any fights;
we aren't working nights,
we're joining the NRA."

From Irving to West Dallas viaduct
is known as the Great Divide.
Where the women are kin;
and the men are men,
and they won't "stool" on Bonnie and Clyde.

If they try to act like citizens
and rent them a nice little flat.
About the third night;
they're invited to fight,
by a sub-gun's rat-tat-tat.

They don't think they're too smart or desperate
they know that the law always wins.
They've been shot at before;
but they do not ignore,
that death is the wages of sin.

Some day they'll go down together
they'll bury them side by side.
To few it'll be grief,
to the law a relief
but it's death for Bonnie and Clyde.

[LeftishBrit]

53. Billy the Kid, arranged by Ry Cooder

I'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid
I'll sing the record of deeds that he did
Way out in New Mexico a long time ago
When a man's only friend was his own forty-four

Now when Billy the Kid was a very young lad
In old Silver City he went to the bad
Way out west with a knife in his hand
At the age of twelve years he killed his first man

Fair Mexican maidens play guitars and sing
Songs about Billy their boy bandit king
Before this young manhood reached its sad end
He'd a notch on his pistol for twenty one men

It was on one black night that poor Billy died
He said to his friends, "I'm not satisfied
There's twenty one men that I've put bullets through
And sheriff Pat Garrett's gonna make twenty-two"

Well, this is how Billy the Kid met his fate
A big moon was shining and the hour was late
Shot down by Pat Garrett, Silver City's best friend
The poor outlaw's life have reached its sad end

[pintobean]

57. Mason Profit "Two Hangmen"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bt2eF1IJtSE

[Swede]

58. Bad Company - Bad Company

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww5GXbk58R0

Company Always on the run
Destiny is the rising sun
Oh I was born 6-gun in my hand
Behind a gun I'll make my final stand
That's why they call me Bad company
And I can't deny
Bad company
Till the day I die
Till the day I die
Till the day I die Rebel souls
Deserters we are called
Chose a gun and threw away the sun
Now these towns
They all know our name 6-gun sound is our claim to fame
I can hear them say Bad company
And I won't deny
Bad Bad company
Till the day I die
Till the day I die
SOLO Bad
Bad company
I can't deny
Bad company
Till the day I die
And I say it's
Bad company Oh Yeah---Yeah
Bad company
Till the day I die Oh Yeah Tell me that you are not a thief
Oh But I am
Bad Company
It's the way I play
Dirty for dirty
Oh Somebody Double-crossed me
Double-cross
Double-cross
Yeah
We're Bad company
Kill in cold blood

[LeftishBrit]

59. Tyne of Harrow (traditional folk song)

I am a gallant highwayman; my name is Tyne of Harrow.
I come of poor but honest folk nigh to the hills of Yarrow.
'Twas for getting of a maid with child, to England I came over.
I left my parents and became a wild and daring rover.

And straight to London I did go where I became a soldier,
Resolved to fight Britannia's foes; no champion could be bolder.
They sailed me to a foreign land where the cannon loud did rattle.
And believe me, lads, I do not boast how I behaved in battle.

For many's the battle I was in, in Holland and French Flanders;
I always fought with a courage keen, led on by brave commanders.
But a cruel ensign called me out and I was flogged and carted;
Cruel the usage they gave me, and so I soon deserted.

And straight for England I set sail as fast as wind could heave me,
Resolved that of my liberty no man should e'er relieve me.
I slept by night in open fields, by all old friends forsaken,
And I dared not walk the roads by day for fear I should be taken.

But being of a courage keen and likewise able bodied,
Well, I robbed Lord Lowndes on the King's highway with my pistols heavy loaded.
I clapped my pistols to his breast which caused him for to quiver,
And five hundred pound in ready gold to me he did deliver.

With part of my new store of gold I bought a famous gelding
That could jump o'er a five-bar gate; I bought it from Ned Fielding.
Lord Arkinstone in his fine coach I robbed at Covent Garden,
And two hours later the same night I robbed the Earl of Warren.

And one night by Turnham Green I robbed a revenue collector,
And what I took form him I gave to a widow to protect her.
For I always robbed the rich and great, for to rob the poor I scorn-ed,
But now they leave me to my fate, in iron chains adorn-ed.

Yes, it's straight in Newgate I am bound and by the laws convicted.
For to hang on Tyburn tree's my fate, of which I'm much affrighted.
Farewell, my friends and countrymen and my native hills of Yarrow.
Kind providence will test the soul of Allan Tyne of Harrow.

[LeftishBrit]

60. Newry Town (traditional folk song)

Newry Town

In Newry Town I was bred and born,
In Stevenstown I died for scorn.
I signed myself to a saddler's trade
And they always called me a roving blade.

At seventeen I took a wife,
I loved her dear as I loved my life.
And to maintain her both fine and gay
A-robbing I went upon the King's highway.

I robbed Lord Golden, I do declare,
I robbed Lady Mannon; it was in Grosvenor Square.
Putting the shutters up, I wished them good night,
Then I carried the gold home to my heart's delight.

To Covenant Garden I then did go,
All for my bride and to see the grand show.
But Fielding's gang they did me pursue,
And taken I was taken by that accursed crew.

My father cried for his only son,
My wife, she cried, “Oh, I am undone.”
And my mother, she tore her grey locks and she cried,
“Oh, I wish in his cradle that he had died.”

Six blooming maidens to carry my pall,
Give them white gloves and its ribbons all.
And six highway men for to carry me
Give them broadswords and sweet liberty.

And when I'm dead and I'm going to my grave
A decent funeral please let me have.
When I'm in my grave they will speak the truth,
“There goes a wild and a wicked youth.”



(I am obviously too interested in outlaw songs!)

[Deep13]

61. "Bush Was Right"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o-z2D9lo9-8

(I believe that is the right link. There is no sound on the office computer.)

[RebelOne]

62. Pancho Villa by Willie Nelson and Merle Haggqrd

/www.youtube.com/watch?v=CvdmxszsDM8

[freshwest]

90. That was a sad, but sweet song. Wonder if that is how it went down.

[Fire Walk With Me]

63. Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore, dum dum dum dum fight.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qLkhx0eqK5w

[KamaAina]

65. Take The Money and Run - Steve Miller Band

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fFGZufk4HFs

[KamaAina]

67. Lido Shuffle - Boz Scaggs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Brlp57fZ6A

[redwitch]

72. Ladies Love Outlaws

www.metrolyrics.com/ladies-love-outlaws-lyrics-waylon-jennings.html

[DutchLiberal]

80. Bob Dylan: 'John Wesley Harding' & 'Joey'

John Wesley Harding (John Wesley Harding, 1967)

John Wesley Harding
Was a friend to the poor
He trav’led with a gun in ev’ry hand
All along this countryside
He opened many a door
But he was never known
To hurt an honest man

’Twas down in Chaynee County
A time they talk about
With his lady by his side
He took a stand
And soon the situation there
Was all but straightened out
For he was always known
To lend a helping hand

All across the telegraph
His name it did resound
But no charge held against him
Could they prove
And there was no man around
Who could track or chain him down
He was never known
To make a foolish move


Joey (Desire, 1976)

Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when
Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion
Always on the outside of whatever side there was
When they asked him why it had to be that way, “Well,” he answered,
“just because”

Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last
They called Joe “Crazy,” the baby they called “Kid Blast”
Some say they lived off gambling and runnin’ numbers too
It always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away?

There was talk they killed their rivals, but the truth was far from that
No one ever knew for sure where they were really at
When they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof
He went out that night to seek revenge, thinkin’ he was bulletproof

The war broke out at the break of dawn, it emptied out the streets
Joey and his brothers suffered terrible defeats
Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners
They stashed them away in a basement, called them amateurs

The hostages were tremblin’ when they heard a man exclaim
“Let’s blow this place to kingdom come, let Con Edison take the blame”
But Joey stepped up, he raised his hand, said, “We’re not those kind of men
It’s peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again”

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away?

The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with
“What time is it?” said the judge to Joey when they met
“Five to ten,” said Joey. The judge says, “That’s exactly what you get”

He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich
They threw him in the hole one time for tryin’ to stop a strike
His closest friends were black men ’cause they seemed to understand
What it’s like to be in society with a shackle on your hand

When they let him out in ’71 he’d lost a little weight
But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look great
He tried to find the way back into the life he left behind
To the boss he said, “I have returned and now I want what’s mine”

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
Why did they have to come and blow you away?

It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun
“I’m around too many children,” he’d say, “they should never know of one”
Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe
Emptied out the register, said, “Tell ’em it was Crazy Joe”

One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York
He could see it comin’ through the door as he lifted up his fork
He pushed the table over to protect his family
Then he staggered out into the streets of Little Italy

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away?

Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep
I heard his best friend Frankie say, “He ain’t dead, he’s just asleep”
Then I saw the old man’s limousine head back towards the grave
I guess he had to say one last goodbye to the son that he could not save

The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of Brooklyn mourned
They said a mass in the old church near the house where he was born
And someday if God’s in heaven overlookin’ His preserve
I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away?

[Mopar151]

86. Johnny Cash - Thirteen

http://youtu.be/33Kv5D2zwyc Written by Glenn Danzig for one of Johnny's albums with Rick Rubin

Danzig version with lyrics
http://youtu.be/WF6u8ra7bVI

[Xipe Totec]

87. Convoy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JuyLTDAC7fE

[Mopar151]

88. Loverman

Metallica cover (from Gararge Inc.) http://youtu.be/hvpwTT6ijTw

Nick Cave (original?) http://youtu.be/P51IVqf28Hs

[Mopar151]

89. Guns n' roses

http://youtu.be/KRWHAnsT0IE Izzy sings lead...

Used to love her http://youtu.be/dJAe4a1UimE

[freshwest]

91. I thought their Welcome to the Jungle was about a universe of outlaws:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWXRintPmGQ

[Mopar151]

99. "We are the people that you find, whatever you may need"

"If you got the money, honey,
We gotch yo' disease!"

I quote this to rookies considering our racing series. Great Video from our biker friends who run with us sometimes - Song fits this theme, too. ( I know the disease well - I built the 500 hp beast in #25) http://youtu.be/7iUX4Quts2g

[freshwest]

101. Sweet vid and music! Lucky you, a great life there!

[Mopar151]

105. Damm Straight!

Great cross-section of people - I have had some amazing/incredible conversations while working corners, or hanging out at the top after a run. Check out the forum at <www.hillclimb.org> for links and info.

[Mopar151]

92. Johnny Winter

Stone County Wanted Man http://youtu.be/1V-9gvGzGdM

Murdering Blues http://youtu.be/1V-9gvGzGdM

[Inchworm]

93. Darlin Cory (Dig a hole in the Meadow)

Love the banjer in this version :)
Darling Cory - Mike Seeger
http://youtu.be/2_G0vVo7zBU

More known version.
Lester Flatt
http://youtu.be/mi4Z2QYjVik

:headbang:

[blitzen]

94. Maybe the greatest true outlaw song: "Claude Dallas" by Ian Tyson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FIvGZphq77Y

[Mopar151]

95. From waay back - "In the Jailhouse Now

1928 Jimmie Rogers (version #2)http://youtu.be/vSq8mnDH_1o Most modern versions stem from this one

1927 Blind Blake (version #1) http://youtu.be/r8aR4wwJs-0

Webb Pierce (3rd version of lyrics) http://youtu.be/B0MQKruuu64

Soggy Bottom Boys (from Brother, where art thou) http://youtu.be/f2dqgUkJOvs

Steve Earle does a great version#2 on a Jimmie rogers tribute disc - not on YooToob just now.

[Inchworm]

97. Portlaiose Jail

Portlaiose Jail - Pecker Dunne
http://youtu.be/BzXbfTnckUQ

:D

[blitzen]

96. Jesse with the Long Hair Hanging Down--Robert Earl Keen

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c7rHAUK87m4

[Inchworm]

98. Copperhead Road

Steve Earle
http://youtu.be/xvaEJzoaYZk

"My name's John Lee Pettimore"

:headbang:

[Inchworm]

100. Tiger Man McCool

hehehe...

The Winner - Bobby Bare
http://youtu.be/JRWlnv0_svU

:rofl:

[Volaris]

103. Bon Jovi, Billy Get your Guns...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n6LHjyeqs68

song about a poor working class kid who got fucked over by some bankers and local power brokers, thought it might be relevant =)...

"Yeah, I got a plan for The Governer..."

hahahahahaah...

[hobbit709]

104. Henry-New Riders Of The Purple Sage

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2i-EO47WvEo

[LeftishBrit]

106. Whiskey in the Jar (traditional Irish)

Whiskey In The Jar


As I was going over, Kilgary mountain
I met with Captain Farrell, and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier
Saying stand and deliver for I am a bold deceiver

Chorus:

Whack fol the daddi-o

Whack fol the daddi-o
Whack fol the daddi-o
There’s whiskey in the jar


I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket and I brought it home to Jenny
She signed and she swore that never would deceive me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy

Chorus

I went into my chamber for all to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and sure it was no wonder
But Jenny drew my charges and filled them up with water
Then sent to Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter

Chorus

It was early in the morning just before I rose to travel
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell
I first produced my pistol for he stole away my rapier
I couldn’t shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken

Chorus

They put me into prison without a judge or writing
For robbing Captain Farrell on the far famed Kerry Mountain
But they couldn’t take me fists so I knocked the jailor down
And I said farewell to another jail in Limerick town

Chorus


There’s some that take delight in the carriages a rolling
Others take delight in the hurley and the bowling
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courtin’ pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early

Chorus


And if anyone can aid me it’s me brother in the army
If I could find his station in Cork or Killarney
And if he'll go with me we'll go roaming in Kilkenny
And I’m sure he’ll treat me better than my only sporting Jenny

[LeftishBrit]

107. The Death of Ned Kelly, by John Manifold

The Death of Ned Kelly

Ned Kelly fought the rich men in country and in town,
Ned Kelly fought the troopers until they ran him down;
He thought that he had fooled them, for he was hard to find,
But he rode into Glenrowan with the troopers close behind.

"Come out of that, Ned Kelly," the head zarucker calls,
"Come out and leave your shelter, or we'll shoot it full of holes."
"If you'd take me," says Kelly, "that's not the speech to use;
I've lived to spite your order, I'll die the way I choose!"

"Come out of that, Ned Kelly, you done a lawless thing;
You robbed and fought the squatters, Ned Kelly, you must swing."
"If those who rob," says Kelly, "are all condemned to die,
You had better hang the squatters, for they've stolen more than I."

"You'd best come out, Ned Kelly, you done the government wrong,
For you held up the coaches that bring the gold along."
"Go tell your boss," says Kelly, "who lets the rich go free,
That your bloody rich man's government will never govern me."

They burned the roof above him, they fired the wails about,
And head to foot in armour, Ned Kelly stumbled out;
Although his guns were empty he made them turn and flee,
But one came in behind him and shot him in the; knee.

And so they took Ned Kelly and hanged him in the jail,
For he fought singlehanded although in iron mail.
And no man singlehanded can hope to break the bars;
It's a thousand like Ned Kelly who will hoist the flag of stars.