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