Well I'm a country outlaw hitching on a one-way night train
It feels like murder, it feels like murder
Well, I can hear the whistle blowing through the backwoods, all the same
It feels like murder. It must be murder
Well, Johnny went and got himself a rotten egg
With the clothes on his back and a shotgun gauge
It was up in Montana where the peaceful pray
And Johnny fucked around and caught himself a case
You can only hide out for oh so long
Before your luck runs out and it's the end of your song
Better pull yourself together when your country's strong
You're living life on the proper side of that gun
Well I'm a country outlaw hitching on a one-way night train
It feels like murder It feels like murder
Well, I can hear the whistle blowing through the backwoods, all the same
It feels like murder. It must be murder
I got murder on my mind at the drop off a dime
With a six shooter locked and loaded strap to my side
If you try to mess with mine I'll take your life
And dump ya countryside youll be fed to swine
I been gone for a long time, ain't coming home
My mama raised a rebel son, I'm bad to the bone
See my family name on a couple of graves
That'll never be me, no sir, no way
Don't tread on me, we can meet at high noon
On an old dirt road outside the saloon
You gamble with your sword, boy, that's the bad bet
Like five shots in and Russian roulette
Well, I'm a country outlaw, hitching on a one-way night train
It feels like murder, it feels like murder
Well I can hear the whistle blowing through the backwoods all the same
It feels like murder, it must be murder
Well, I'm a country outlaw, hitching on a one-way night train
It feels like murder, it feels like murder
Well I can hear the whistle blowing through the backwoods all the same
It feels like murder, it must be murder