Lyrics
Tell me now brother what you running from
Did the lawman come a knocking and you had to grab your guns
How’d you get those scars on your face and arms
Did you owe somebody money and they got it back in blood
Does the whiskey taste better when your living on the run is all that you own on your Harley out front.
We can keep on drinking till they close the bar
Light a cigarette and stumble out the door
Kick over that ol 36 and let her roar don’t plan to stop till we hit the border
I don’t know if I’ll see you again
Got a warrant from the county and their gunning for my head
Keep a fire going when the nights get cold
Hammer cocked back if that sheriff gets bold
Does the whiskey taste better when your living on the run is all that you own on your Harley out front.
We can keep on drinking till they close the bar
Light a cigarette and stumble out the door
Kick over that ol 36 and let her roar don’t plan to stop till we hit the border
Style
old country western americana folk countryfolkamericanawestern countryamericanafolk style
Credits
Prompt byPolarDrum659
GeneratedJun 19, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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