Lyrics Colt 45 - James Carothers

Colt 45

Johnny grew up on an Indiana farm
Family never did anyone harm
Said I ain’t no farmer but I’ll survive
With a good fast car and a Colt 45
Jon’s dad was a good man, prayed everyday
Said don’t let johnny throw his life away
Its in your hands Lord, keep him alive
While he’s running through the desert with a Colt 45
Cause he’s public enemy wanted man
Running from the law as fast as he can
Running from the law, staying alive
With a good fast car and a Colt 45
Mister Ubert said boys I want this man
Doesn’t matter how you get him, anyway you can
Bring him in dead or alive, better take a fast car and a Colt 45
So they caught him in the Crownorn jail
He was laughing and a joking, didn’t have no bail
Whittled him a pistol from a bar of soap
Stole a car, headed to the end of the road
Two me found him in Chicago Town
They knew he’d be leaving (?)
Walking with a woman all dressed in red
He was going for his pistol when they shot him dead
Cause he’s public enemy wanted man
Running from the law as fast as he can
Running from the law, staying alive
With a good fast car and a Colt 45
He’s public enemy number one
Living on the road, living by the gun
Bringing it up losing, when trying to stay alive
Shaking hands with the Devil and a Colt 45