To the sound of shotgun fire he rides into the horizon and disappears like a ghost in the night like a shadow without a place to find some peace
He's on the run He is a real son of a gun But there's no turning back
He's a wanted man a long way from home He's a wanted man His name is Young Blood
On a trail to the shady land And he's hunted by the lawman right behind He tried to prove his innocence But all he got was another bounty on his head
On the run He is a real son of a gun But there's no turning back
He's a wanted man a long way from home He's a wanted man His name is Young Blood
He's a wanted man a long way from home He's a wanted man His name is Young BloodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
