Still an outlaw in my mind

 In our teens & twenties we tore through town

Ripped through rails swinging from the rafter 

Didn’t get much done, man we had some fun 

When we reminisce there’s lots of laughter 

Now I’m in my fifties, Completely different man

Ain’t  even a speeding ticket in years 

Weirdly I  find, still an outlaw in my mind 

Truth is still all tied up with fears 

If I see red lights flashing it all comes rushing back 

My head says here they come to get ya 

Even though there ain’t no reason, I’m in a different season

That outlaw he ain’t quite prepared to quit ya

What I need to see though is outlaw dead and buried 

That boy just ain’t the ghost of Christmas past

He’s gone not to return, I make that memory burn 

My choice if I’m to make his memory last 

God, in Grace and Wisdom formed a brand new man 

His creation this time ain’t no felon

In His perfect plan, He buried the old man 

All his outlaw ways went with the quellin.

Psalms 7:17

I will give thanks to the LORD because of his righteousness;

I will sing the praises of the name of the LORD Most High.