Think it was a dark and broken, graveyard night
The fog was thick, and the moon was bright
I was running for my life to save my hide
Feeling half drunk, and barely alive
A barbed wire fence wound on my side
And my heart it was pounding, right outta my chest
But I ran and ran, and jumped and rolled
I could feel the blood, I could feel the cold
I was all alone and on the run
I was waiting on the morning sun
It was nearly there
Saw a distant light in a cattle barn
Ripped the cotton sleeve right off my arm
And tied it â??round the bullet wound on my leg
I hollered at the moon and stars-
â??I cannot reside behind bars, 
Iâ??ll leave this world before I leave in cuffs.â?
I could see the lanterns, I could hear the hounds
Trespassing on a burial ground
Then a ghost rose up and scared my captors, 
I fell to the ground with maniacal laughter
I was home free! 
Then I got up and kept on running, 
I could hear that Plymouth Sunbeam humminâ??
Letâ??s go darling
And before I got in the passengerâ??s seat
I had a moment of clarity right there standing on my feet
That all of this will be alright some day