My daddy was an outlaw Mom died giving birth to me They both left me all alone when I was on bended knee If you don't like my story I suggest you turn the page I don't need no preachin' I ain't got no soul to save My name is Arkansas Dave Rudebaugh And this here's Tennessee Jack Don't you give us any lip now boy Or today will be your last When the bank was dry we said goodbye and walked out to the street When a cloud of bullets came tumbling down And took Tennessee to his knees I just stood there and watched him bleeding Like a fool out in the rain Didn't have time to think as I jumped through the banks front window pane Grabbed the teller in the blink of an eye and put a Colt up to his head Said careful son don't you try to run or tomorrow you'll wake up dead Chorus I've got to fly just like an eagle Free like a bird on the wind Hell fire and brimstone are comin' down on me Mister I was born of sin Sat down in the corner and I rolled a little home grown Said if I'm gonna die today I sure as hell ain't goin' alone So I ran out the bank shootin' I was two for two at first Then I felt a painful saound as a bullet tore my shirt Chorus I've got to fly just like an eagle Free like a bird on the wind Hell fire and brimstone are comin' down on me Mister I was born of sin I crawled back to the alleyway where I knew my horse was tied And thats where all the legends say Arkansas Dave Rudebaugh died But I was in a place so far from there in a time so long ago In the arms of a pretty little senorita on the Gulf of Mexico Chorus I've got to fly just like an eagle Free like a bird on the wind Hell fire and brimstone are comin' down on me Mister I was born of sin