Seen your picture in the paper
Taken back when we were young
I haven't seen you for a lifetime
Now look what you have done
They say you shot a man called murphy
Now you're hiding in my shed
You can't stay here I've got enough problems
Without ending up dead
So get your story straight
And put the gun away
What you gonna do
When they come knocking
Those boys in blue
I never meant to bring this trouble
To the door of my oldest friend
But you don't know the half of my story
Let me begin again
This man they speak of that they call murphy
He was a low down son of a bitch
He stole my money destroyed my family
And kept on getting rich
I've got my story straight; I'll put the gun away
No harm will come to you if they come knocking
Those boys in blue
I'm not a crook
You aint no hero
That much is obvious
It's not a joke
No one's laughing
What will become of us?
So get the story straight and we'll be on our way
Don't leave a single clue for when they come knocking
Those boys in blue