Twisted trains, unseen chains
And broken bars of steel
Dangling hopes, lengths of rope
And a chase that seems surreal
(CHORUS)
Renegade, renegade
Somebody dealt you
The Ace of Spades
You lost your bet
Now your debt is paid
But you know your strongest
Hand has not been played
Idols so well known
Just faces turned to stone
Now you always go alone
Or you`re betrayed
Dead end canyon rim
And you`re hanging on a limb
As your whole mirage
Begins to fade
(CHORUS)
Loose at last
Loose from your past
And loose from an image
That tries to change too fast
Now you`re deaf to any voice
Trying to change your choice
There is no role
Because there is no cast
You`re just a renegade
You`re a renegade
Renegade, renegade
Yes, a renegade.....
It's a metaphor for breaking out of what is expected of you, in particular, being locked into a show business idiom. By the time this song was written, Michael Martin Murphey was already experiencing the genre lock-in by the music industry. It inspired this song, which is arguably the first "crossover" from country to "hard" rock -- it was definitely received as "edgy" at the time.
So in order to develop this metaphor, he's using a jumble of imagery from the "wild-west" - perhaps the aftermath of a train robbery, a jailbreak, a gambler's escape from being hanged, etc.
Released from his contract with Epic Records, whose execs are well-known for exerting creative control against artists, these words must have come quite naturally:
Loose at last
Loose from your past
And loose from an image
That tries to change too fast
Now you`re deaf to any voice
Trying to change your choice
There is no role
Because there is no cast
This album seems all but forgotten, even though it features John Denver, Willie Nelson, Charlie Daniels, and John McEuen... Michael Martin Murphey was quite influential, especially in Austin's "redneck rock" scene.