Let me tell you bout a Texas king
Made all the women sing
When Jack was 17
Barrel raced just through an early Summer
Jerry said he was an up and comer
When he took first place
Told his Ma he'd break all his bones
To pay past due loans
On the family plot
Jack would ride like the desert sun
Always on the run
Run Jack run
Run Jack run
Run Jack run run run Jack run
Storm was the name Jack gave his quart horse
Rode just like a driving force
Even in the pouring rain
Jack ate Bush's beans on the open trail
Then he'd ride the rail
To OKC
Jack would ride like the desert sun
Always on the run
Run Jack run
Run Jack run
Run Jack run run run Jack run
Weekend truck rides to the yellow city
Dance at the electric kitty
On Sundays nights
When that bronc kicked
Jack said kick it back
Knuckles made of brass and tack
Never failed him then
Jack would ride like the desert sun
Always on the run
Run Jack run
Run Jack run
Run Jack run run run Jack run