The Last Bandit

Maybe I'm the last bandit
And I'm crying on my way back home
Maybe I'm the last bandit
And I'm left all alone.

And if I was in the water
And they'd hold all the gates closed
And you'd be laughing as I falter
You said you'd read my dying note.

Oh, but there's nothing here to keep me
There's nothing left for me at all
And they closed all the gates behind me
Just for the shame of it all
For the shame of it all.

And if I was the last bandit
Oh, you know, that when they fall
I'd be waiting there beside you
You know I loved you best of all.

Oh, but there's nothing here to keep me
There's nothing left for me at all
And they closed all the gates behind me
Just for the shame of it all
For the shame of it all.

Just for the shame of it all.
Just for the shame of it all.
Just for the shame of it all.