Every nights another bar and a bottle in my hand
These cheap cigars they burn my lungs, but I don't give a damn
All the sins I've made and the time I ought be dead by now
I'm driving down this road, just keep on headed south

Cause I'm coming down off a runaway high
These cops are on my tail, but I don't really mind
Cause I could be gone in the blink of an eye
So what's there more to say before I reach the by and by?

She met her a good ol' man down in the sticks
He was lookin' sharp as a knife, hell hе's probably 36
Well he crossed my path, so I pull out my ol' 6 shot
Thеn I put a piece of lead right through his heart

Cause I'm coming down off a runaway high
These cops are on my tail, but I don't really mind
Cause I could be gone in the blink of an eye
So what's there more to say before I reach the by and by?

I'm coming down off a runaway high
These cops are on my tail, but I don't really mind
Cause could be gone in the blink of an eye
So what's there more to say before I reach the by and by?