| Oh, once I loved an outlaw
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| He came and stole my heart
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| Oh, how I count the hours
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| Since we were torn apart
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| On the road to Fairfax County
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| I spied a highwayman
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| He wanted all my money
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| My heart beat like a drum
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| I gave him all my money
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| And sweet he smiled at me
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| His beauty eye took pity
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| Beneath the black oak tree
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| We kissed but for an hour
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| The sun was newly warm
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| The clouds were as the flowers
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| That bloom but for a morn
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| He gave back all my money
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| And bowed most gallantly
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| He promised for to meet me
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| That night beneath the tree
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| We’d flee to some far island
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| And there we would be wed
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| And freely we would live there
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| With no price upon his head
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| That night I went to meet him
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| With my inheritance
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| He kissed me 'neath the half moon
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| And joyful we did dance
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| Oh, love betrays all secrets
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| It whispers in the breeze
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| The Sheriff, he did follow
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| With all his deputies
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| Like hounds rushing to slaughter
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| The fox whose luck is run
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| And he stood erect and cursed them
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| God damn you every one
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| They seized him in a fury
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| And heeding not my pleas
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| They hung him from the oak tree
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| Where he made love to me
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| Ohh, once I loved an outlaw
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| He came and stole my heart
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| Oh, how I count the hours
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| Since we were torn apart |