Ballad of a Well-Known Gun

[Verse 1] I pulled out my Stage Coach Times And I read the latest news I tapped my feet in dumb surprise And of course I saw they knew The Pinkertons pulled out my bags And asked me for my name I stuttered out my answer And I hung my head in shame [Chorus] Now they've found me At last, they've found me It's hard to run From a starving family Now they've found me Well, I won't run I'm tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun [Verse 2] Now I've seen this chain gang Lord, I say let me see my priest I couldn't have faced your desert sand Old burning brown backed beast The poor house they hit me for my kin And claimed my crumbling walls Now I know how Reno felt When he ran from the law [Chorus] Now they've found me At last, they've found me It's hard to run From a starving family Now they've found me Well, I won't run I'm tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] Now they've found me Lord I say at last they've found me It's hard to run From a starving family Lord, I say now they've found me Well, I won't run I'm tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun [Chorus] Lord, I say, now they've found me At last they've found me It's hard to run From a starving family Now they've found me And I won't run I'm tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun