Well, she used to be an ordinary cowgirl
She could handle her daddy's gun when she was young
And I never believed she'd turn out to be an outlaw
Now she is the rebel on the run
Now she's a stranger always in danger
A black angel on the run
But I'm gonna get her I won't let her disappear
Out of my life like she's always done before
Got a shotgun by her side gunpowder in the fires and
Boy, as she rides!
She just eliminates troubles times with her knives
She's a suffragette and she'll always be a refugee
Seems like she's always been the black sheep of her family
Now she's a stranger always in danger, a black angel on the run
But I'll never get her will I ever learn
She'll repeat the line I've heard so many times before
She says: Don't follow me, I'm lost too
Don't follow me, I'm lost too
Don't follow me, I'm lost too
Baby, I'm lost just like you