Shot the Sheriff, Robbed the Bank

[Intro] (Driving acoustic strum, steady hoofbeat rhythm) Gunsmoke still hangin’… In that little town… Now they’re comin’. [Verse 1] Busted through the doors at break of day, Shotguns blazin’, took the gold away. Sheriff reached for his pistol too slow, I put two in his chest and watched him hit the floor. Two deputies tried to play the hero, Left ‘em lyin’ in the street like broken arrows. Saddlebags heavy with silver and gold, Spurs dug in deep as I rode out bold. [Chorus] Shot the sheriff, robbed the bank, Now the whole damn county’s ridin’ on my flank. Posse in the dust, they’re gainin’ ground, Red desert sun beatin’ down. I got money in my bags but death on my back, Outlaw runnin’ on a one-way track. [Verse 2] Cactus and mesquite blur on by, Horse startin’ to falter but I can’t let him die. Rifles crackin’ in the distance behind, Bounty on my head, reward for me dead or alive. Crossed the dry river, headed for the hills, Every shadow looks like a man who wants to kill. I killed the law, stole the town’s pride, Now there ain’t no place left for me to hide. [Chorus] Shot the sheriff, robbed the bank, Now the whole damn county’s ridin’ on my flank. Posse in the dust, they’re gainin’ ground, Red desert sun beatin’ down. I got money in my bags but death on my back, Outlaw runnin’ on a one-way track. [Bridge] If I can make it to the border by night, Might buy a little mercy with this blood money I bite. But I can hear ‘em callin’ my name on the wind, They won’t stop ‘til I’m swingin’ or lyin’ in the sand. [Final Chorus] Shot the sheriff, robbed the bank, Whole damn territory wants me in a pine box rank. Posse in the dust, they’re gainin’ ground, No mercy comin’, no second chance around. I got money in my bags but death on my back, Outlaw runnin’… and that’s a fact. [Outro] (Guitar keeps driving, then fades with slowing hoofbeats) They’re still comin’… They’re still comin’… Shot the sheriff… robbed the bank.