for the first one: (Verse 1) Outlaws on the run, under the blazing sun Dutch van der Linde, leader of the chosen ones Riding through the plains, with the gang by my side Outlaws 'til the end, we ain't afraid to ride (Chorus) Dutch van der Linde gang, we're the ones you can't tame Outlaws of the West, ain't nobody gonna claim Riding through the valleys, under the starlit sky Dutch and his gang, we'll never say goodbye (Verse 2) Arthur Morgan, the enforcer, with a heart of gold Loyal to the cause, in the stories that are told John Marston on the lookout, eyes sharp like a hawk In the land of redemption, we're the ones who talk the talk (Chorus) Dutch van der Linde gang, we're the ones you can't tame Outlaws of the West, ain't nobody gonna claim Riding through the valleys, under the starlit sky Dutch and his gang, we'll never say goodbye (Bridge) Through the trials and tribulations, we stand tall Facing down the lawmen, ain't no fear at all Robbing banks and trains, living life on the edge Dutch's vision guides us, as we pledge our allegiance (Verse 3) Micah Bell, the wildcard, with a devil's grin Always stirring trouble, in the chaos we're in Sadie Adler, fierce and bold, with a vengeance to seek In the Dutch van der Linde gang, we're the ones who speak
second one: (Verse 1) In the streets of Berlin, shadows conceal A figure unseen, the art of the deal He moves like a whisper, a ghost in the night Silent and deadly, his aim always right (Chorus) Agent 47, the world's deadliest man A master of disguise with a gun in his hand No target too tough, no mission too mean In the game of assassination, he reigns supreme (Verse 2) From the alleys of darkness to the towers so high He stalks his prey, never seen, never shy A contract killer, a puppet on strings But in his own game, he's the king of all kings (Chorus) Agent 47, the world's deadliest man A master of disguise with a gun in his hand No target too tough, no mission too mean In the game of assassination, he reigns supreme (Bridge) In Berlin's maze of secrets, he's a hunter so sly With a barcode on his neck and a cold, watchful eye He plays his cards close, every move so precise In the dance of death, he pays the ultimate price (Chorus) Agent 47, the world's deadliest man A master of disguise with a gun in his hand? (it cut off here) No target too tough, no mission too mean In the game of assassination, he reigns supreme (Outro) In the dark corners of Berlin, where shadows creep Agent 47 lurks, forever to keep His legend lives on, a tale of stealth and grace In the annals of history, he'll always have his place
