I've been to the dusty plains of Texas, sunset and low
A wanted man on horseback, nowhere else to go
A shot rang through the canyon, echoing his name
Deputy U.S. Marshals were hot on his trail of fame
Across the Rio Grande, he chased him through the night
From the border towns to deserts, under a moon so bright
From train cars to freight boats, across the deep blue sea
He never wants a moment's rest, no chance to be free
He's on the run, across the land and sea
A shadow in the night that no one else can see
With a long man close behind, in a relentless race
He's on the run, no more hiding place
Through the bustling markets of old Mexico, the Marshals caught his scent
They were moving in slow, but the fugitive, with a sly and cunning grin
Slipped into the shadows, escaping once again
Beneath the Eiffel Tower, in the city of light
Decades of justice, chasing through the night
From cobblestone alleys to the railway track
The fugitive kept running, never looking back
He's on the run, across the land and sea
A shadow in the night that no one else can see
With a long man close behind, in a relentless race
And he's on the run, no more hiding place
Through the bustling markets of old Mexico, the Marshals caught his scent
They were moving in slow, but the fugitive, with a sly and cunning grin
Slipped into the shadows, escaping once again
Beneath the Eiffel Tower, in the city of light
Decades of justice, chasing through the night
From cobblestone alleys to the railway track
The fugitive kept running, never looking back
He's on the run, across the land and sea
A shadow in the night that no one else can see
With a long man close behind, in a relentless race
He's on the run, no more hiding place