Wanted
Man
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Bullet in my shoulder, blood
runnin' down my vest,
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twenty
in the posse and they're never gonna let me rest.
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Till I became a wanted man I never even owned
a gun,
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but now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
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and I'm always, always, always on the run.
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1. I killed poor Jed Brine in abad Laredo
fight,
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killed him with my bare hands for the girl I loved that night.
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Jed's
brother's out to get me, he's comin' with a gang,
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but
I'd rather shoot it out, by God, than let 'em watch me hang.
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Bullet in my shoulder !! Blood !! runnin' down my vest!
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Twenty in the posse, and they're never gonna let me rest ! + CHORUS
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2 .She had spangles on her red dress, she had
laughter in her voice.
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When he tried to put his hands on her, my heart left me no choice.
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But was
she really worth it? Well, I guess I'll never know,
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she'll
be drinking someone else's rye, when I'm six feet below.
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Bullet in my shoulder !! Blood !! unnin' down my vest!
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Twenty in the posse, and they're never gonna let me rest ! + CHORUS
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+ a wanted man, a wanted man,
on the run.
(capo 3rd) (Frankie Laine)