[Chorus]
I was born in a desert, raised in a lion's den
I was born in a desert, raised in a lion's den
Well, my number one occupation
Is stealing women from their men
[Verse 1]
Well, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good
You see, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good
Well, the sheriff couldn't catch me
But his little girl sure wished she would
Know she wish she would
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
Well now, the doctor call me crazy, some says I am, some says I ain't
See now, the doctor call me crazy, some says I am, some says I ain't
Well, the preacher man call me a sinner, but his little girl call me a saint
[Verse 3]
See now, a couple of shots of whiskey, women round here start lookin' good
See now, a couple of shots of whiskey, women round here start lookin' good
Well, couple more shots of whiskey, I'm goin' down to Minglewood
[Instrumental]
I was born in a desert, raised in a lion's den
I was born in a desert, raised in a lion's den
Well, my number one occupation
Is stealing women from their men
[Verse 1]
Well, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good
You see, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good
Well, the sheriff couldn't catch me
But his little girl sure wished she would
Know she wish she would
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
Well now, the doctor call me crazy, some says I am, some says I ain't
See now, the doctor call me crazy, some says I am, some says I ain't
Well, the preacher man call me a sinner, but his little girl call me a saint
[Verse 3]
See now, a couple of shots of whiskey, women round here start lookin' good
See now, a couple of shots of whiskey, women round here start lookin' good
Well, couple more shots of whiskey, I'm goin' down to Minglewood
[Instrumental]
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