STEALIN’

Ken Hensley

Take me across the water, ‘cause I need someplace to hide.

I done the rancher’s daughter, and I sure did hurt his pride.

Now there’s a hundred miles of desert lies between his hide and mine.

I don’t need no food, no water, Lord, ‘cause I’m runnin’ out of time.

Fightin’, killin, wine, and women gonna put me to my grave…

Runnin’, hidin’, losin’, cryin’, nothin’ left to save…

but my life.

I stood on a ridge and shunned religion, thinkin’ the world was mine.

I made my break and a big mistake, stealin’ when I should have been buyin’.

All that fightin’, killin, wine, and women gonna put me to an early grave…

Runnin’, hidin’, losin’, cryin’, nothin’ left to save…

but my life…

I stood on a ridge and shunned religion, thinkin’ the world was mine.

I made my break and a big mistake, stealin’ when I should have been buyin’.

I was stealin’ when I should have been buyin’.

I was stealin’ when I should have been buyin’.

Brian Burns – Vocals, Bass, Drums, Electric Rhythm & Lead Guitars, Organ, Phillips Screwdriver

Bob Livingston – Backing Vocals

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