Oh, Momma, I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the law.
Lawman has put an end to my runnin', and I'm so far from my home.
Oh, Momma, I can hear you a'cryin; you're so scared and all alone.
Hangman is comin' down from the gallows, and I don't have very long.
Gypsy, sittin' looking pretty
A broken rose with laughin' eyes
You're a mystery, always runnin' wild
Like a child without a home
You're always searchin', searchin' for a feeling
But it's easy come and easy go