Song Length |
2:14 |
Genre |
Country - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Subject |
Crime, Theft |
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Lyrics
I set out for memphis, a guitar in my hand
I knew my chance was slim, in that stolen chevy van
the sherriff said that I's the one who'd been cheatin with his wife
though it weren't so, he said that I'd pay with my life
on the run in memphis- I'm a wanted man
I held up in the backside of an old abandoned church
and there upon the balcony, i made my lonesome perch
said forgive me lord, I'm a wanted man, and I been three days on the run
then I shot it out with the sherriff and his killed his only son
on the run in memphis- I'm a wanted man
now about this time, bogged down in crime, the fbi came round
I just kept on prayin, said lord won't ya strike them down
they said give up now, and we'll make sure the judge will do you right
I said hell, dont ring my bell, you wont take me without a fight.
I'm a wanted man
the fbi cried, "son you'll die", and the bullets flew like hail
but just then the lights they grew dim and the walls they shook and wailed
I took my cue, like wind I flew and stole a motor bike
it sounds made-up, but I sware its true, so you think what you like
on the run in memphis- I'm a wanted man
on the run in memphis- I'm a wanted man