Every nights another bar and a bottle in my hand These cheap cigars they burn my lungs, but I don't give a damn All the sins I've made and the time I ought be dead by now I'm driving down this road, just keep on headed south Cause I'm coming down off a runaway high These cops are on my tail, but I don't really mind Cause I could be gone in the blink of an eye So what's there more to say before I reach the by and by? She met her a good ol' man down in the sticks He was lookin' sharp as a knife, hell hе's probably 36 Well he crossed my path, so I pull out my ol' 6 shot Thеn I put a piece of lead right through his heart Cause I'm coming down off a runaway high These cops are on my tail, but I don't really mind Cause I could be gone in the blink of an eye So what's there more to say before I reach the by and by? I'm coming down off a runaway high These cops are on my tail, but I don't really mind Cause could be gone in the blink of an eye So what's there more to say before I reach the by and by?