The Final Moments Before Coltons Arrest
Attorney John Henry Browne
Ballad of the Barefoot Bandit
Lyrics:
When Barefoot was born
He was born in the woods
With a lockpick in his hand
He was raised on the run
And now he's running still
Taking everything he can
I never knew a boy
With a head in the clouds
So far he flew away
But his fingers work so fast
He stole three planes and crashed
I know he'll make it out someday
Colton he was sly
And colton he was fast
They could never pin him down
But he never hurt a fly
And he never killed a man
And he never will be found
So remember Mr. Lawman
And remember Mr. Crook
Watch close as he slips on by
For every step you take
Old Barefoot's takin' two
So fly on, Colton fly
Now Barefoot grew up and
He skipped right out of town
But he always stuck to his guns
He stole across the states
And he stole into our hearts
And he stole right into Washington
Now Barefoot, he was fair and
Barefoot, he was just
A better man couldn't be found
He never left a trace
Until he won that race
When election time came round
So remember Mr. Lawman
And remember Mr. Crook
Watch close as he slips on by
For every step you take
Old Barefoot's takin' two
So Colton, keep on running
Your mother sends her love
Remember how old Jesse went
So Barefoot Colton watch your back
And fly on, Colton fly
Written and performed by Michael Mirrielees. 2009.
