The Outsiders

One by one my friends fall down
Each more helpless than the one before
Johnny had never left town
Not until he evened the score,
And the soc went tumbling to the ground.
The fire was the end of him and those kids are the ones he fell for.

Dally was not the same,
He had been in and out of jail.
He had already lost his aim,
But then he turned away from the trail.
Lifted the magazine and down he came,
One bullet after the next, into him like nails.

I don’t know when times got rough,
Somehow things just didn’t go my way.
Their blue Mustang was looking really tuff,
But, Bob had no idea Johnny would take his life away.
The day the church went down was enough,
Because it was then I realized—“nothing gold can stay”.