Lyrics Ballad Of A Well-Known Gun - BBC Session Previously Unreleased - Elton John
I pulled out my stage coach times and read the latest news
I tapped my feet in dumb surprise
And of course I saw they knew
The Pinkertons they pulled out my bags
And asked me for my name
I stuttered out my answer
And hung my head in shame
Now they've found me
At last they've found me
It's hard to run
From a starving family
Now they've found me
I won't run
I'm tired of hearing
There goes a well-known gun
Now I've seen this chain gang
Lord, I say let me see my priest
I couldn't have faced your desert sand
Old burning brown backed beast
The poor house they hit me for my kin
And claimed my crumbling walls
Well, now I know how Reno felt
When he ran from the law
Now they've found me
Oh, at last they've found me
It's hard to run
From a starving family
Now they've found me
Oh, then I won't run
I'm tired of hearing
There goes a well-known
Gun
Now they've found me
Lord, I said at last they've found me
It's hard to run
From a starving family
Oh, now they've found me
Lord, Lord, Lord
And I won't run
I'm tired of hearing
There goes a well-known gun
Now they've found me
Lord, I said
Said at last they've found me
It's hard to run
From a starving family
Now they've found me
I said I won't run
I'm tired of hearing
There goes a well-known gun
There goes a well-known gun
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