On the run
I am riding an outlaw from the hangmans rope
On the run
I am living, I'm heading for New Mexico
Yeh 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
On the run
Lookin? over my shoulder for the lawmans 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
Yeh south's the way I'm going, going down now
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
Till we're dead
Till we're dead
Till we're dead
Till we're dead
Till we're dead
Writer(s): Detlef Petersen, James Hopkins-harrison
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