a Passing through the arms oFf satan
d Reaching for the hands of Fgod   G 
a Robbing every mind for wisFdom
d Running so he won't get cFaught G 
a He's outlawed by majorityF 
d Been branded all his lifeF       G 
a Some say that he's a sinnFer man
d As he rides from day to nFight   G 

a He's aG bad man, so they Fsay
Living for hisd love and liviGng fra ee
Riding sGwift and secretlyF 
So he'll d miss the haGnging trea e 
Wounded sGpirit on the wiFnd
Riding tod his dream aGnd destia ny

He's laughing at the wanted posters
Calling for his friends to see
Laughing aloud as he rides away
Kicking up the dust with speed
Time hands him down a pathway

And freedom is a horse he rides
Glory is a dream he's after
And fortune is his heart's delight

Riding swift and secretly
So he'll miss the hanging tree
Wounded spirit on the wind
Riding to his dream and destiny