Pack all your things
And turn off the lights
I'll fill up the tank, babe
We're leavin' tonight
We're gonna do this thing right
We're gonna live that old outlaw life
You got yer feet up on the dashboard
Yer hand down in my lap
We're gunnin' for the wide road
Got no need for maps
This new paint job
Gonna take us there at last
Now we're runnin' from the law
Drivin' southbound fast
Now we're runnin' from the law
With our cash in the bags
Now we're runnin' from the law
And mama...
Ain't no turnin' back!
If we make it down to Texas
We can hide out till June
I got a friend in Gun Barrel City
Who sleeps in his boots
He'll let us drown out the blues
Out there, in the shine of the old moon
I can hear the wolves howl loud!
I can hear the sirens roar!
Keep my ring on your thin finger
Till we fall to the floor
Mama, love is our judge
And death our only court
Now we're runnin' from the law
Drivin' southbound fast
Now we're runnin' from the law
With our cash in the bags
Now we're runnin' from the law
And mama...
Ain't no turnin' back!
La señorita and I made it down round
Near the free edge of México
Pushin' 130, pressin' hard
Shootin' hot toward Nuevo Laredo
Till some gangbangin' boys in blue caught up
They was flyin' fresh outta San Antone
Now, my lady done got a bad eye
So I'm drunk as a skunk on the road
We go racin' to our graves
Singin' 'long to the radio
Mister George Jones croons low
When just then
I hear a heavy bullet hit home
Now I'm runnin' from the law
Drivin' straight to hell fast
Now I'm runnin' from the law
With our cash in the bags
We went runnin' from the law
And mama
...She never turned back