| A man stood in the shadows his face was dripping sweat
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| He took a break from running but he wasn’t done yet
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| Looked over his shoulder when he heard the barking hounds
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| Dug his feet into the earth and headed out of town
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| The town line’s far away and
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| He won’t sleep for days
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| Because he just slept with Annie and she’s the sheriff’s wife
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| Now the sheriff’s men have got him running for his life
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| He should have known that girl was trouble but he wasn’t thinking clear
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| When she put her hand onto his leg and filled his glass with beer
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| But a deputy did see them and tracked the sheriff down
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| Just had time to grab his clothes and high ball out of town
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| The town line’s far away and
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| He won’t sleep for days
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| And even if he makes it, there’s nothing he can do
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| But hope and pray the sheriff there hasn’t heard the news
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| A man stood in the shadows thinking about the past
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| About all the women he had known and living life too fast
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| But he heard a noise behind him, felt a gun against his head
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| Should have known the sheriff wouldn’t rest till he was dead
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| The town line’s far away and
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| He’s six feet in the grave
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| He’s lying there with Annie, who was the sheriff’s wife
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| Till the sheriff and his men robbed them of their lives |