Matt and Audie

Matt and Audie were a few fine folk

Made love in the mornin's with a few high hopes

They'd leave a note and they'd kick up dirt

In a town only good for part time work

They bought an Astro van and a loaded revolver

To head to Montana where the weather's colder

They might steer South where the river's red

Only thing they need now is each other or dead

Matt went to work nearly every day

And in one month's time, they'll be on their way

Audie prepared the van, you see

For a getaway bound to robbery

So, won't you load up this bag because my sweet Audie is tired?

I promised her a life

I swear to God, I'll fire

'Cause her stomach, it's keeps turnin'

My hands are calloused rock

I'd rather die a desperate man than a man that got caught

He made it out alive and looked her in the eyes

Told his lover, "No more scrapin' by

We're gonna be richer than the big machine

I'll buy you diamonds bigger than the stars at sea"

So, won't you load up this bag because my sweet Audie is tired?

I promised her a life

I swear to God, I'll fire

'Cause her stomach, it keeps growlin'

My hands are calloused rock

I'd rather die a desperate man than a man that got caught

Matt and Audie were a few fine folk

Made love in the mornin's with a few high hopes

They stand so brave in a house out East

And tonight, Audie's cookin' herself a feast