hopefully something rhetorical

This is a new-for-me Joe Purdy song that struck me as cool tonight. I think that I am going to use it for my lit class next spring. You can listen to it on his website. It is on the Canyon Joe album. Name of the song is “Outlaws.” Hope that you like it!

One more drink ‘fore he split town, pulled up in a rose pink Cadillac
He was singing with the top down (G)irl from the north, Dylan and Johnny Cash
He won the car in a card game, listen to the Boss, he keeps his clothes in a gunny sack
She said, “Tell you what, sailor, if you take me out of here I’ll do anything that you ask
‘Cause I don’t want to die like the people down here, but I feel that I’m fading fast”
He looked over to her chestnut hair, he said, “I don’t believe in love”
But he knew good and well she was the only girl there, so he figured it was close enough

And they hopped in the car, rolled the windows down far, and they headed through the desert plains
She didn’t even mind when they crossed the state line and the sky opened up with rain
And they went three states ‘fore they even spoke a word, he leaned over just to ask her name
She said, “Take me to the 61 Highway, sailor, and you can call me Queen Jane
‘Cause the only thing I stole from the town was a crown I took from a beauty queen”
And he looked over to her deep green eyes, he knew that she was just as cold as him
So he went to the trunk, took the pistol from the side, and told Janie of his plan

And they went to the store, she put the gas in the car, he came out with a case of beer
And he jumped in the back with the money in the sack and Janie she took the wheel
And they ran off in a blaze, in the sweet summer haze of the bullets of the cashier
“Keep your head down, sailor, ’cause I might need you later, just holler if you can hear
‘Cause I’m gonna need a man, not a farmer girl tan, and a Cadillac souvenir”

They camped out by the railroad bridge and they made love all night
Watched the sun come up over Mercury Ridge from a hilltop out of sight

They hit five more banks and the small town safes, and they knew that they could get out fast
And the time of the light, but they had to have a talk ’cause they knew it couldn’t last
They made friends with the man at the Mexico border, and they left him with a bag of cash
She said, “Tell you what, sailor, I don’t care about the paper, but I’m happy that we passed
‘Cause I’m feeling pretty tired and I’m carrying a child and we both need a rest”
They settled down to a house at the water where they would live to be old and grey
And many years later the kids are all older and they tell them ’bout the good old days