Got a red rooster, got a red rose
Dirt on my fingernails, and on my toes
Iâ??ll keep on digging until Mexico
Hold my breath, cover my nose
Iâ??ll have me a drink, right there on the beach
Beautiful women within my reach
Iâ??ll toast to lonely, Iâ??ll toast to night
Iâ??ll drink to dying, and cheers to life
Go down to Dublin, have me a pint
Steal me a car, or maybe a bike
Before they catch me, Iâ??ll have some fun
There ainâ??t nothing like a life out on the run
Theyâ??ll tack my picture on every wall
Of every post office, and police hall
But Iâ??ll be moving on into the sun
Iâ??ll change my name and where Iâ??m from
Hello, Iâ??m Jack, last name Joe
By the moonlight, is when Iâ??ll go
Maybe I will turn myself in
Probably not, I donâ??t mind living with sin
Itâ??s that old backsliding, reprobate blues
Ainâ??t no use in hiding, itâ??s that old backsliding, 
Reprobate blues
Iâ??ll find me a woman, and settle down
In some breezy land, in some southern town
Weâ??ll buy us a dog, name him Jed
Say our prayers each night in bed
Oh, please donâ??t strike me, down â??O Lord
â??Cause I ainâ??t running anymore