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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 runI killed poor Jed BryantIn a bad Laredo fight,Killed him with my bare handsFor the girl I loved that night.Jed's brother's out to get me, He's comin' with a gangI'd rather shoot it out, by God, than let 'em see me hangBullet 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 runLetras de cancionesSpangles on her red dressLaughter in her voice,When he tried to put his hands on herMy 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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"Wanted Man" as written by Lee Pockriss Bob Hilliard
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