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