Matt and Audie

Matt and Audie were a few fine folk Made love in the morning 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 Astravan 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 for robbery Won't you load up this bag because my sweet Audie is tired? I promised her a life and I swear to God I'll fire 'Cause her stomach it keeps turning My hands are callused 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 just scraping 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 and I swear to God I'll fire 'Cause her stomach it keeps growling My hands are callused 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 mornings with a few high hopes They stand so brave in a house out east And tonight Audie's cooking herself a feast