
Wanted Man Frankie Laine
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[Chorus]
Bullet in my shoulder, blood runnin' down my vest
Twenty in the posse and they're never gonna let me rest
'Til I became a wanted man, I never even owned a gun
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat and I'm always
Always, always on the run
[Verse 1]
I killed poor Jed Bryant in a bad Laredo fight
Killed him with my bare hands for the girl I loved that night
Jed's brother's out to get me, he's coming with a gang
Well, I'd rather shoot it out, by God, than let 'em watch me hang
[Chorus]
Bullet in my shoulder, blood runnin' down my vest
Twenty in the posse and they're never gonna let me rest
'Til I became a wanted man, I never even owned a gun
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat and I'm always
Always, always on the run
[Verse 2]
She had spangles on her red dress, she had laughter in her voice
When he tried to put his hands on her, my heart left me no choice
But was she really worth it? Well, I guess I'll never know
She'll be drinkin' someone else's rye when I'm six feet below
Bullet in my shoulder, blood runnin' down my vest
Twenty in the posse and they're never gonna let me rest
'Til I became a wanted man, I never even owned a gun
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat and I'm always
Always, always on the run
[Verse 1]
I killed poor Jed Bryant in a bad Laredo fight
Killed him with my bare hands for the girl I loved that night
Jed's brother's out to get me, he's coming with a gang
Well, I'd rather shoot it out, by God, than let 'em watch me hang
[Chorus]
Bullet in my shoulder, blood runnin' down my vest
Twenty in the posse and they're never gonna let me rest
'Til I became a wanted man, I never even owned a gun
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat and I'm always
Always, always on the run
[Verse 2]
She had spangles on her red dress, she had laughter in her voice
When he tried to put his hands on her, my heart left me no choice
But was she really worth it? Well, I guess I'll never know
She'll be drinkin' someone else's rye when I'm six feet below
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