nope your too late i already robbed

I'm not tryna ruin your faith

But Dutch please gimme a taste

I must insist, dutchy please

cause i cant eat all this stew

That pearson made, and i dont care about

Micah, i got TB

If you see me out with Fenton, say hi

But if you make the boy angry he'll rip out your eye

Maybe he'll pour moonshine and pocket a dime

And even while he shoots, he keeps his hat on fine

Yea a lot of complaints, i hear from Dutch

And im always tryna tell him that the

Wheels still stuck

But that Arthur always come in with the win

And the clutch

Going fishing, aren't we just a little

Roundabout bunch

So now the long years have passed

I still think about the rat

The gang is already dead

Shoot micah right in the head

Im here with my wife and son,

Being an outlaw aint fun,

I left that life behind me

Till pinkertons found the farm

I used to have it all then

Family and friends

I trusted Micah, and more

we just needed one more score

I think of Arthur and John,

How did it all go so wrong?

At least theres Javier and Bill

And i still got John to kill