Testo di Til Sunday

(It's the outlaws, run) Caught me red-handed, can't go to Kansas Face on a wanted poster, ladies say he's handsome Too rich to ransom, camp out in a mansion Law wanna talk, but we can't give 'em answers Make it boom in a saloon, got 'em doing line dances Booze to the fuse: Tipsy still going platinum Pay me so much, I feel like I'm John Wayne I'ma have to rob a bank to recoup the advances Hey If the gun smoke's gettin' you high 'Fore you go to shakin' that hand with a smile Yeah, here's a word to the wise If you ever make a deal with the devil You gonna have to settle up someday, singing Ayo, ayy You can only ever run till Sunday And if you ever make a deal with the devil You gonna have to pay it back one day, singing Ayo, ayy You can only ever run till Sunday Uh, I make music for the outlaws, who with the law? Revolver got a speech impediment, love mouthing off This town ain't big enough for both of us, it's me or y'all And it don't take 'bout twenty-four to get you wrapped and gone I got my rifle and my pony with a lit cigar I'm looking for the nearest bank, I'm finna take it all It's not a lie to say that me and broke don't get along So if I ever go broke, know my patience running short to get my paper long If you ever make a deal with the devil You gonna have to settle up someday, singing Ayo, ayy You can only ever run till Sunday And if you ever make a deal with the devil You gonna have to pay it back one day, singing Ayo, ayy You can only ever run till Sunday