Paroles: Yngwie Malmsteen. Marching Out. On The Run Again.

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Outcast, not knowing right from wrong
Surrounded by women, wine, and song
Never still always on the run
Prince of the night, killing with a gun

Now, he's taken a life away
Nowhere to run, nowhere to stay

Renegade, he fled from town to town
Vigilantes joint to hunt him down
For his head, lies a might price
He's a wanted man, dead or alive

Where will he go from here
He's on the run again...nowhere...no, no...

He's got mixed emotions running through his head
With a crazy notion, he's gonna end up dead

He's on the run, again...[repeat 4 times]
Tell me when will it end