On the Run
Took off from the farm I've know
For the last 15 I've been away from home
(Cause I) got caught with the governor's bell
Down the road a stretch in a shady motel
(It was the) Last stop from a raisin' hell
Where I took 5 banks left a chump in a well
(Now I'm) Runnin' hard and I'm on my own
Cause I've killed a man and away I've flown
I'm takin' on all those that done me wrong
I'll take a number
I'll wait in line
I've done the time
This man is mine
He'll be looking cross over his shoulder
And I'll be stand there with an iron smoulder
I'm lookin' for
A gun to say
What the preacher prays
I'm waiting for
The man to pay
For what he took away
I've got a gun And the on the run
Catching up and they'll be hell to pay
Don't try to talk to me cause there's nothing to say
(Cause this man owes me a really hefty price
And I'm gonna be paid or I'm taking his life
I'm takin' on all those that done me wrong
Won't hear me comin'
Won't break your stride
Won't know what hit ya
Won't run and hide
You'll be livin' life thinkin' it's over
But the grave yard calls and the priest consoles her
I'm lookin' for a gun to say
What the preacher prays
I'm waiting for
The man to pay
For what he took away
I've got a gun And the on the run
For the last 15 I've been away from home
(Cause I) got caught with the governor's bell
Down the road a stretch in a shady motel
(It was the) Last stop from a raisin' hell
Where I took 5 banks left a chump in a well
(Now I'm) Runnin' hard and I'm on my own
Cause I've killed a man and away I've flown
I'm takin' on all those that done me wrong
I'll take a number
I'll wait in line
I've done the time
This man is mine
He'll be looking cross over his shoulder
And I'll be stand there with an iron smoulder
I'm lookin' for
A gun to say
What the preacher prays
I'm waiting for
The man to pay
For what he took away
I've got a gun And the on the run
Catching up and they'll be hell to pay
Don't try to talk to me cause there's nothing to say
(Cause this man owes me a really hefty price
And I'm gonna be paid or I'm taking his life
I'm takin' on all those that done me wrong
Won't hear me comin'
Won't break your stride
Won't know what hit ya
Won't run and hide
You'll be livin' life thinkin' it's over
But the grave yard calls and the priest consoles her
I'm lookin' for a gun to say
What the preacher prays
I'm waiting for
The man to pay
For what he took away
I've got a gun And the on the run
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Leichter, Art Tantasook, Erik Melton, Lee Dellapina
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