Daddy told me when I was seventeen Live straight, shoot straight And always keep my dreams. But a man killed him Shot him in cold blood. As he died, I held his hand I think he knew I understood. (He said) Follow the sun Where the west was won And the desert kissed the moon One day I pray That you won't need this gun But for now, keep your back to the sun. Some kill for money Some kill for gold I killed for vengence Cause I guess they took my soul. Now I'm a running man Running in the rain. I still see their faces But the whiskey kills the pain. Follow the sun Where the west was won And the desert kissed the moon,