On the Run

When I grew up
 Way up north on that clay dirt
 Under that red sun
 My dad told me, "Listen here, boy
 Life ain't always gonna be fun"
 Now I live my life on the run
 Hand on my head, one on the gun
 Momma said, "What happened to you, my son?
 Why you always on the run?"
 Momma, take a seat
 Lean back while I call us a drink
 Father, where you been?
 God above knows of all our sins
 Now I live my life on the run
 Hand on the clip, one on the gun
 Did you miss me enough to drink
 Drink enough to miss your only son?
 Momma, I'm sorry
 For what that man has donе to you
 Father, this is it
 God above knows what you did
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 Lord, forgive mе
 For all the sin I must
 Commit
 Now I'm done livin' on the run
 Hands on my head, smoke from my gun
 Now I smell like blood and death alike
 And Jesus Christ
 Comin' after me in the
 Darkest of nights
 So give your
 Loved ones
 A kiss goodnight