I pulled out my Stage Coach Times and I read the latest news.
I tapped my feet in dumb surprise and of course I saw they knew.
The Pinkertons pulled out my bags and asked me for my name.
I stuttered out my answer and hung my head in shame.
Chorus:
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. Well 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
Now I know how Reno felt
When he ran from the law
Chorus:
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
Well, I won't run
I'm tired of hearing
There goes a well-known gun
Now they've found me
Lord I say at last they've found me
It's hard to run
From a starving family
Lord, I say now they've found me
Well, I won't run
I'm tired of hearing
There goes a well-known gun
Lord, I say, 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
And I won't run
I'm tired of hearing
There goes a well-known gun