Letras
Cops rush in like the blood of Christ
Wash the room clean, sinners in the night
My heart is like a gun
It goes boom boom boom when I run
I run all night
Judge told me son, you better stay away from shenanigans
I said judge what are shenanigans?
He said, boy, if you gotta ask
You can bet your ass
Them's some shenanigans
Oh bless my heart what's wrong with me?
I got an itchin' for trouble, and I take what I please
There ain't a horse or a woman that I can't ride
If you got a problem with me, I'm easy to find
C'mon try your luck
When god made me the devil was at his elbow
Some folks walk into a room and they say hello
But I say everybody get down
If you want to live you best not clown
Put the money in the bag
When I die lay my body in the ground
Tell all the women and thieves to gather around
Say an outlaw's prayer
I deserved worse than what I got
But life ain't fair
Take me in your arms sweet Lord
I know Lord loves a fool