Elzy Lay – Outlaw Ghost of the Wild Bunch | Western Ballad!

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Step into the shadowy trails of the Wild West with “Elzy Lay – Outlaw Ghost of the Wild Bunch,” a gripping outlaw country ballad inspired by the true story of William Ellsworth "Elzy" Lay — friend to Butch Cassidy and legendary member of the Hole-in-the-Wall Gang. This epic 5-minute Western ballad blends vintage outlaw storytelling, American frontier history, and emotional redemption. From train robberies and gunfights to prison time and a heroic act that earned him a pardon, this is the forgotten tale of a man who rode the line between sin and salvation. 🎸 In the spirit of Johnny Cash, Marty Robbins, and Colter Wall, this track brings the Old West to life with haunting melodies, dusty trails, and timeless grit.

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Elzy Lay – Outlaw Ghost of the Wild Bunch | Western Ballad!
LYRICS:
[Verse 1 – Roots]
Born by the coal smoke in Ohio’s gray veil,
Raised on the plains where the wild mustangs wail.
At eighteen he fled with a heart full of flame,
Chasin’ his fate and a dangerous name.

[Verse 2 – Brotherhood]
Met Butch in red canyons where shadows would creep,
Shared a fire, shared a vow, made the Hole-in-the-Wall deep.
With Josie and Maude, love burned fierce and true,
But a six-gun life tears a lover in two.

[Chorus – Wild Bunch Ride]
Elzy Lay, Elzy Lay,
Rode the line ‘tween night and day.
With the Wild Bunch ridin’ fast,
He carved his name into the past.
Blood and silver, smoke and clay—
All fell silent for Elzy Lay.

[Verse 3 – Outlaw Deeds]
They robbed Montpelier for a friend in need,
Fought through the dust with a reckless creed.
Castle Gate gold ‘neath the noonday’s glare,
Stole that payroll, left smoke in the air.

[Verse 4 – Love and Loss]
Maude held his child, her eyes full of pain,
Begged him to stay, but the road called again.
His heart split in two ‘neath a starlit sky,
Kissed her hand, chose the dust, and said goodbye.

[Chorus – Wild Bunch Ride]
Elzy Lay, Elzy Lay,
No lawman ever made him sway.
From bloodstained tracks to outlaw fame,
He rode through fire, he played the game.
But even legends fade away—
Just ask the ghost of Elzy Lay.

[Verse 5 – The Capture]
In Carlsbad’s dust, ‘neath a desert’s cruel sky,
Lay sought supplies, but his luck ran dry.
The law rode swift, their chains held tight—
No more runnin’ through the endless night.
They clapped on irons, the verdict was cold,
Guilty of blood and the tales they told.
Life in a cell, where shadows confine,
While Maude packed her dreams and crossed the line.

[Verse 6 – Behind the Walls]
Seven long years in a prison of stone,
Lay walked the dark, his spirit alone.
Rose as the warden’s trusted man,
Held the keys with a steady hand.
One ride to Santa Fe, through sagebrush and clay,
But chaos erupted while they were away.
Inmates seized the warden’s kin,
Locked in a cell, where hope grew thin.

[Verse 7 – Redemption]
Elzy stood tall, faced the fire’s cruel roar,
Spoke calm through rage, where blood could’ve poured.
No bullets flew, no lives were lost,
His voice held the storm at a heavy cost.
He saved their lives with no thought of gain,
Didn’t draw iron, just broke the chain.
And word came down like a desert breeze—
The governor signed Elzy’s keys.

[Chorus – Redemption Ride]
Elzy Lay, Elzy Lay,
From outlawed name to a brighter day.
Behind those bars, he carved his way,
A second chance where heroes stay.
No more blood, no more prey,
Just the quiet steps of Elzy Lay.
His tale still burns where campfires glow,
A name the West won’t let go.

[Verse 8 – The Quiet Years]
He settled down where the canyons unfold,
Dug canals where the rivers ran cold.
Took a wife, raised kids with care,
But his eyes held the ghosts of the dust still there.

[Verse 9 – The Final Echo]
In Baggs they whisper when the moon’s pale light,
“Cassidy and Elzy rode through the night.”
Two faded ghosts from the Wild Bunch’s blaze,
Lost in the dust of the outlaw haze.

[Final Chorus – Legacy]
Elzy Lay, Elzy Lay,
Time took your guns, but your name will stay.
From the gallows’ edge to a hero’s grace,
You walked through fire and left your trace.
One last breath in a far-off bay—
Sleep soft in the stars, Elzy Lay.

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🎵 Lyrics by: Borna Cuk
🎶 Music & Voice: AI Generated

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