On the run

I'm riding the night

Out from the hangman's rope

On the run

I believe I'm heading for New Mexico

It'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 in my pack

We'll be riding til we're dead

Til we're dead

On the run

Looking over my shoulder

For the lawman's gun

On the run

And my body's burning from the blazing sun

Yes 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 pack

We'll be riding til we're dead

Til 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 in my pack

We'll be riding til we're dead

Til we're dead, til we're dead

Til we're dead, til we're dead

Til we're dead, til we're dead