Saddle Storms - No Damn Given

No Damn Given | Saddle Storms | Outlaw Dreams Album

Before the names get named. Before the legends get told. The West walks in swinging.

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Before the names get named and before the legends get told, nine of the most dangerous men and women the American West ever produced walk through the door all at once. No Damn Given is the opening track on Outlaw Dreams — three bounty hunters on the trail of one man who was born running and hasn't slowed down yet. Celtic outlaw country with bagpipes carrying the chase and pedal steel doing the rest. The West didn't start quiet. Neither does this album.

 - Original by Saddle Storms.

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]

Rode out before sunrise, didn't say goodbye

Left a trail of questions underneath a blood red sky

Sheriff got the telegram somewhere around noon

Three bounty hunters on my back trail by the light of the moon

Price on my head now, got a number and a name

A thousand in silver if they drag me back in chains

But these plains been my cover since I learned how to run

And I ain't going quietly darlin' 'til the devil is done

[Pre-Chorus]

They can ride 'til their horses go lame

They can follow my smoke and my flame

But a man who was born running free

Ain't the kind that gets taken that easy

[Chorus]

No quarter given, no quarter asked

Three bounty hunters riding hard and fast

The thunder of hooves on the wide open ground

I was born for the running, I won't be run down

No quarter given, no mercy shown

This outlaw's got one thing left to call his own

The wind at my back and the sky up ahead

They can have me when I'm cold and dead

[Verse 2]

Crossed the river at midnight, swam the current hard

Left my boots on the east bank, bought a three hour start

They found my cold campfire up on the old ridge road

But by then I was thirty hard miles further down the road

One of 'em's a tracker, reads the ground like a book

Sees a bent blade of grass where most men wouldn't look

But this land knows my heartbeat, knows the way that I ride

And she hides what she loves in her long rolling side

[Pre-Chorus]

They can ride 'til their horses go lame

They can follow my smoke and my flame

But a man who was born running free

Ain't the kind that gets taken that easy

[Chorus]

No quarter given, no quarter asked

Three bounty hunters riding hard and fast

The thunder of hooves on the wide open ground

I was born for the running, I won't be run down

No quarter given, no mercy shown

This outlaw's got one thing left to call his own

The wind at my back and the sky up ahead

They can have me when I'm cold and dead

[Bridge]

I never asked to be the villain in their story

I never asked for wanted posters or the glory

But when they backed me in a corner with no door

A man finds out real quick what he is fighting for

So come on bounty hunters, come and earn your pay

This is the kind of reckoning that don't end today

The highlands knew this fury long before my blood

Ran red in this American mud

[Final Chorus]

No quarter given, no quarter asked

Three bounty hunters riding hard and fast

The thunder of hooves on the wide open ground

I was born for the running, I won't be run down

No quarter given, no mercy shown

This outlaw's got one thing left to call his own

The wind at my back and the sky up ahead

They can have me when I'm cold and dead

Cold and dead

Cold and dead

Written by Saddle Storms: https://SaddleStorms.com

About Saddle Storms: Wyoming-born outlaw country, western storytelling, rodeo soul, heartbreak ballads, and Code of the West honesty from six generations of ranch life.

© 2026 Saddle Storms. All Rights Reserved. Written, produced, and commercially licensed by Saddle Storms.

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