I pulled out my Stage Coach Times And I read the latest news
I tapped my feet in dumb surprise And of course I saw they knew The Pinkertons pulled out my bags And asked me for my name I stuttered out my answer And hung my head in shame
Now they´ve found me At last they´ve found me It´s hard to run From a starving family Now they´ve found me Well I won´t run I´m tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun
Now I´ve seen this chain gang Lord I say let me see my priest
I couldn´t have faced your desert sand Old burning brown backed beast The poor house they hit me for my kin And claimed my crumbling walls Now I know how Reno felt When he ran from the law
Now they´ve found me At last they´ve found me It´s hard to run From a starving family Now they´ve found me Well I won´t run I´m tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun
Now they´ve found me Lord I say at last they´ve found me
It´s hard to run From a starving family Lord I say now they´ve found me Well I won´t run I´m tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun
Lord I say now they´ve found me At last they´ve found me It´s hard to run From a starving family Now they´ve found me I won´t run I´m tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun