(Dust on the boots.) (Long road ahead.) (We do not follow the crowd.) (Three... two... one... ride out!) Dust blowing off the ridge when the sunrise hits the stone, Making peace with the reality of riding out alone. They chose the easy pavement where the crowd is told to stay, I cut across the badlands and I made my own highway. Never was a man who went to beg for someone's grace, Looking every single storm directly in the face. They said the trail was broken and the wolves were on the hunt, I pulled my collar up and met the danger at the front. A clean conscience is a weapon that you cannot buy or steal, Standing behind every single promise that is real! Hear the engine start to strain... Rolling through the wind and rain! (Through the rain!) Looking down the open trail, We refused to break or fail! Outlaw road, stretching out ahead, Walking through the valley where the reckless fear to tread! Keep your boots upon the ground and never look behind, Living by the standards of an uncorrupted mind! (Outlaw road!) Hear the thunder roll! (Outlaw road!) Master of my soul! Standing on the borderline, steady in the shoes, When you walk your own path, you got nothing left to lose! Miles behind my shoulders and a thousand lessons learned, Every single scar upon my knuckles has been earned. I watched the smooth talkers trade their honor for a dime, Left behind in silence at the turning of the time. We keep our circle small and keep our word as good as gold, Carrying the fire when the midnight air turns cold. They wanted quick approval from a town that never cared, We built our own territory and we were never scared. Take a breath and pull the throttle open to the max, Leaving only honest footprints on the dusty tracks! Hear the engine start to strain... Rolling through the wind and rain! (Through the rain!) Looking down the open trail, We refused to break or fail! Outlaw road, stretching out ahead, Walking through the valley where the reckless fear to tread! Keep your boots upon the ground and never look behind, Living by the standards of an uncorrupted mind! (Outlaw road!) Hear the thunder roll! (Outlaw road!) Master of my soul! Standing on the borderline, steady in the shoes, When you walk your own path, you got nothing left to lose! (Turn the page. Next chapter.) (Outlaw road!) (Unbroken!) Outlaw road, stretching out ahead! Walking through the valley where the reckless fear to tread! Keep your boots upon the ground and never look behind, Living by the standards of an uncorrupted mind! (Outlaw road!) Hear the thunder roll! (Outlaw road!) Master of my soul! Standing on the borderline, steady in the shoes, When you walk your own path, you got nothing left to lose! (Outlaw road.) (Path chosen.) (Done.)
