I
pulled out my Stage Coach Times
And
I read the latest news
I
tapped my feet in dumb surprise
And
of course I saw they knew
The
Pinkertons pulled out my bags
And
asked me for my name
I
stuttered out my answer
And
hung my head in shame
Now
they've found me
At
last they've found me
It's
hard to run
From
a starving family
Now
they've found me
Well
I won't run
I'm
tired of hearing
There
goes a well-known gun
Now
I've seen this chain gang
Lord
I say let me see my priest
I
couldn't have faced your desert sand
Old
burning brown backed beast
The
poor house they hit me for my kin
And
claimed my crumbling walls
Now
I know how Reno felt
When
he ran from the law
Now
they've found me
At
last they've found me
It's
hard to run
From
a starving family
Now
they've found me
Well
I won't run
I'm
tired of hearing
There
goes a well-known gun
Now
they've found me
Lord
I say at last they've found me
It's
hard to run
From
a starving family
Lord
I say now they've found me
Well
I won't run
I'm
tired of hearing
There
goes a well-known gun
Lord
I say now they've found me
At
last they've found me
It's
hard to run
From
a starving family
Now
they've found me
I
won't run
I'm
tired of hearing
There
goes a well-known gun
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