Story Behind The Song

A regular guy gets a little drunk one night and decides to commit a crime. Afterwards he finds himself on the run, constantly looking over his shoulder.

Song Description

A rock-a-billy blend of acoustic and electric guitar makes this suspenseful story come alive.

Lyrics

I pulled up, speakers blastin' out a Rebel yell
As the rain poured down on the Astro Motel
I got out the cash then I got out my gun
And I knew from this day forward that I'd always be on the run

Now it ain't no fun, I'm always on the run
Lawman, here he come

This all started as a joke
Sittin' around drinkin and thinkin' about stealin
then fleeing down to Mexico
I thought that it was crazy and I knew that it was dumb
but the mind don't hear no reasoning
when the body's full of rum

Now it ain't no fun, I'm always on the run
Lawman, here he come

Drivin' down the Interstate around mile marker 21
I was wonderin' why I wasn't surprised
when I saw the blue light come on.
So starin' there in my rear view
and strugglin' now with what to do
'cause sign up ahead says 'Son, you'll be dead, if a chase does pursue'

Now it ain't no fun, I'm always on the run
Lawman, here he come

Lawman walked up to my side and said "How do you do?"
I said, "Not bad" as he asked, "Do you know why I stopped you?"
I said, "Yes sir, I think I do, but all that really matters is why did you?"
He said, "Step out the car" and that was my cue
so I punched the gas like I had nothing to loose

Now it ain't no fun, I'm always on the run
Lawman, here he come