Free (The ballad of John Dillinger)

I’m driving this morning this brand new V-8
My body’s wet and my intentions unclear
Men ’re sittin’ in the back with the benjis
And we cross the land in the cornfields.

I’m lost in the midwest, Police at my back,
They’ve lost our tracks on the last bank attack
G-men failed from stopping me 
It takes a river of blood, to be flood by money

I remember when i was a young one
Father used to be in anger and despair
Michelle, mother shadow, I’m fast tonight
I wanna get home, work is done.

And none is the danger 
And none are the law
And none is blood, none is fame
And no one will stop me, Yeah! Yeah! No one,
'cause I'm free! 'cause I'm free!
Yeah I’m free ! Yes I’m free!

Let's check a barroom where we can find a horn
A sweet mama that is keen at hearts
A speakeasy, man, Yeah! let’s deal the low down
We're headed now for our last bigs...

I'm free like a soldier heading off to war
Free to release, to defy and to live  
I wish I had a mother to worry over me
But, man, she died when I was only three...

And none is the danger 
And none are the law
And none is blood, none is fame
And no one will stop me, Yeah! Yeah! No one,
'cause I'm free! 'cause I'm free!
Yeah I’m free ! Yes I’m free!