INTO THE WILD

The troopers are coming
They want me dead, not alive
Gonna run into danger
When they open fire

Donít cry little sister
I wonít be coming home
Donít cry little sister

In the cold hearted winter
Dogs are running at my back
The nightmare is coming in
And Iím on this frozen track

Donít cry little sister
I wonít be coming home
Donít cry little sister
Iíll fight this one alone

Red blood on the white snowÖ

If you think Iím guilty
And Iím just a gambling man
Well no one is above the law
Iím gonna have to make a stand

Across the land - theyíre getting closer
I keep my ear to the ground
They ride me down - got no mercy
But I never will be found
Oh little sister - donít you cry
You know I cannot stay
I gotta find a place, a place to hide
ĎCos the blood hounds know my way

Itís the same old lies
Donít believe what you hear about me
But Iím gonna fight Ďtill itís over
Than face the hanging tree

Into the wildÖ