Lyrics Hans Theessink

Hans Theessink

Hunted Man

I'm running, running, running

Feet they hardly touch the ground

Policedogs on my trail

'Cause I shot my woman down

I caught my baby

On a midnight creep

Blew a bullet through her head

Before she woke up from her sleep

I'm a hunted man

Can't find no hiding place

Gotta keep on moving

Like the wild geese flyin' to the west

Gonna charge me for murder

Murder in the first degree

Take me down to the jail

Spend my time in misery

Judge and jury

Gonna send me to the 'lectric chair

Gonna meet my baby

When I fly away from here

Got a rabbit-bone

And I got a mojo-bone

All the good luck charms in the world

Can't help me none

Dark is the night

Cold is the ground

Cryin' lord have mercy

On a poor boy death-cell bound