I'm under the gun
They got me on the run
If I get caught I have no doubt
They're gonna turn me out
I won't turn around
Gotta keep my head down
I had a plan
Gonna make a million grand
One last job and I could quit the game
Then head out of town with a fake name
But I shot my gun
And now I'm on the run
When I started out
My momma had no doubt
That I'd sit beneath a wired hat
They'd pull the switch and that would be that
Now I have to take care
Or find myself in the chair
But buddy I can run
Stay ahead of those guns
My plans may not have worked out like I planned
But one thing I know I can
Is that I can run
And stay one step ahead of the guns