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Outlaw Blues
by Antonio Rocco S. (Rocco Valentini)
"You're my thrill..." Tobacco and tin stars beneath an orange sky A pair of outlaws who jive to a tenor sax They waltz into every saloon and every dive When they’re at the table they bet it all on black. They make their own luck without any charms He's her Stetson and she's his sidearm. "You do something to me..." When danger comes charging, She fastens her chaps like a python. She is no coward; she’ll protect her darling The only thing that runs are her nylons. On a starry night she removes Orion’s belt He is the only God before whom she had knelt. "You send chills right through me..." There’s no structure; it’s about being nimble Life is like jazz; the best notes are free. Let your spurs clash like cymbals Dance like a pianist’s fingers across ivory keys. An outlaw keeps their hi-hats lush Letting the pedal glide beneath their feet They’re not afraid to drag or rush— In jazz no tempo is ever offbeat. "When I look at you 'cause you're my thrill..." Footnote: Lyrics in quotation sourced from "You're My Thrill" by Billie Holiday.