In the darkened desert night,
Walks a man without a name,
A tale unknown to all around,
They call him the Outlaw of the West.
Outlaw of the West, his name resounds,
Fading with the wind across the sands.
Echoes of gunfire, do you hear them sound?
A legend of the West, forever stands.
As the golden sun rises high,
He mounts his horse, ready to ride,
Beyond the bounds of law he goes,
In search of freedom far and wide.
Outlaw of the West, his name resounds,
Fading with the wind across the sands.
Echoes of gunfire, do you hear them sound?
A legend of the West, forever stands.