"Wanted Man" lyrics

"Wanted Man"

Till I became a wanted man
I never owned a gun
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat
And I'm always, always, always on the run

I killed poor Jed Bryant
In a bad Laredo fight
Killed him with my bare hands
For the girl I loved that night
Jed's brother's out to get me
He's comin' with a gang
I'd rather shoot it out, by God, than let 'em see me hang

Bullet in my shoulder
Blood runnin' down my vest
Twenty in the posse
And they're never gonna let me rest

Till I became a wanted man
I never owned a gun
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat
And I'm always, always, always on the run

Spangles on her red dress
Laughter in her voice
When he tried to put his hands on her
My heart left me no choice
But was she really worth it?
I guess I'll never know
She'll be drinkin' someone else's rye when I'm six feet below

Bullet in my shoulder
Blood runnin' down my vest
Twenty in the posse
And they're never gonna let me rest

Till I became a wanted man
I never owned a gun
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat
And I'm always, always, always on the run


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