On the Run

On the run
I am riding an outlaw from the hangman’s rope
On the run
I am leaving, I’m heading for New Mexico
Yeah south’s the way I’m going, going down
See the horse I’m riding, that’s my home
With the wind behind my back
And the gold that’s in my bag
We’ll keep riding til we are dead
Till we’re dead
On the run
Lookin' over my shoulder for the lawman’s gun
On the run
And my body is burning from the desert sun now
South’s the way I’m going, going down
See the horse I’m riding, that’s my home
With the wind behind my back
And the gold that’s in my bag
We’ll keep riding till we are dead
Till we’re dead
That’s just the way I’m going, going down
See the horse I’m riding, that’s my home
With the wind behind my back
And the gold that’s my bag
We’ll keep riding till we are dead
Till we’re dead, till we’re dead
Till we’re dead, till we’re dead
Till we’re dead, till we’re dead