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Soles peel off of his worn out leather boots,
Never look before he points and shoots
Lies and lighting always light his way
Learn to steal 'cause he refused to pay
Too strong, no you can't hold me
You're wrong thinking you know things
You won't ever control me
Trouble won't catch me
Devil won't run me down
No more places left that he can run
You won't find no shelter here, my son
But he keeps moving further still from home
Too strong, no you can't hold me
You're wrong thinking you know things
You won't ever control me
Trouble won't catch me
Devil won't run me down
Too strong, no you can't hold me
You're wrong thinking you know things
You won't ever control me
Trouble won't catch me
Devil won't run me down
Writer(s): Ronald Michael Pope, Jonathan Tyler, Truett Bradford Lollis
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