Rock & Roll Bandit

On the run, under the gun
Wanted dead or alive for the things I've done
Misunderstood for the common good
But bullets don't reason when they call you the kid
Like my father before me I'm a wanted man
Condemned without reason
With a price on my head and a gun in my hand
So come on
I'm a rock 'n roll bandit
With my gun by my side I ride into the night
An outlaw, above the law
A regulator riding with the wind and a cause
All for one and one for all
Just four desperadoes and I like those odds
Like my brother beside me I'm a wanted man
Condemned without reason
With a price on my head and a gun in my hand
So come on
With my gun by my side I ride into the night