It was rainin' in heaven when you went down

You were better than the best

Stayed a notch above the rest

It was rainin' in heaven when you went down



Your mother cried, said she told you so

But you touched the devil and couldn't let go

(Yeah)

No one controls the Outlaw



You wrote the story with the movie in mind

An angel face with a criminal side

Celebraed as the rebel kind

The Outlaw



I wonder if you knew

They would turn your bad deeds into good

Paint you as a modern robinhood



It's high noon

Everywhere you go

And the guilt you feel is the weary soul

(Yeah)

Of the Outlaw



Hearts weren't made to be ruled

And rules weren't made to be broken

It's cold and lonely at the end of your life

And nobody sleeps `til they turn out the lights

For the Outlaw



Where you gonna go, where you gonna hide

It's cold and lonely for the Outlaw

Where you gonna go, where you gonna hide

As the Outlaw



From the album "Tropico"

Written by: Niel Geraldo & Myron Grombacher