Wash My Hands

I came to Oilton because I had to get away
from, the man with a gun. He's got more than one.
He caught me standing in that field that he plants them weeds at.
I am a hungry man, stealing food was my plan.
He caught me standing in that field that he plants them weeds at.
I have a full belly, points his shotgun at me.
(whoa whoa, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
In this chase with time that I call my life.
And you take this hitchhike ride. Three towns to borderline.
And I'm almost there. I'm free. If I get away these long three towns.

I'm gonna wash my hands of all my deeds.
I'm gonna scrub my hands of all my deeds.
I'm gonna wash my hands of all my deeds.
I'm gonna scrub my hands until their clean.

In this chase with time that I call my life.
And you take this hitchhike ride. Three towns to borderline.
I'm almost there I'm free. He will gun me down in broad daylight.
I came through Oilton before, only three towns from border lord.
I have a great big plan, Mexico is a great big land.
I came through this lot before, only three towns from border lord.
I have a great big plan. Mexico is a great big land.



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Michael King
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