When the sun's down and the moon shines, me and my foal we’re drinking in the rye.

I'm so drunk, the foal has died, what am I gonna do in this field tonight?

Far away I see low lights, it’s time for me to leave, I should follow the signs Walking the two-lane road, happy as a dead pig in the sunshine

Seven Hills on my back, need the keys from the gates of Babylon

I knew in my bones my best days were long gone

I’m going to change my trade, I’m just another dirty farmer lost in the night

“Hold your horses, don’t count your chickens, to win you have to fight”

“Come on in, welcome to the outcasts’ paradise

And I can let you spend the night

I can’t fix your problems, but you can crash in my place”

Wake up tomorrow in your bed? I guess this city was my fate!

Isn’t it a pity, in Outlaw City, we’re gonna help you find yourself tonight

You can’t call it quits, there’s no police, walk out if it doesn’t feel right

Don’t look back, this is Outlaw City everybody says…