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

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