Words & Music by Skip Noon
© 2005 Second Chance Music (BMI) Skip Noon, All Rights Reserved.
Chorus:
Hey, Sinner Man, where you goin' to hide
Hey, Sinner Man, you got no feelin's left inside
Hey, Sinner Man, it's time to pay your dues
Better start runnin' 'cause the Good Lord's comin' after you
They say you robbed a bank, then held up a train
And when you spend it all, you'll be back again
Cheatin' and thievin', that's all you've ever known
And that gapin' hole in your soul is all you really own
Chorus
I've seen your lover, seen pretty Maisey's face
Sneakin' in and slippin' out, livin' in disgrace
You barely sleep at night, got a shotgun in your hand
It ain't no secret that the sheriff's her old man
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And now you shot a man, you've up and gunned him down
I seen your poster, seen it up all over town
Posse's been out lookin', they can't be far behind
And the gallows pole is goin' up 'cause you know they hang your kind
Hey, Sinner Man, where you goin' to hide
Hey, Sinner Man, you got no feelin's left inside
Hey, Sinner Man, it's time to pay your dues
Better start runnin', better start runnin', better start runnin'
'Cause the Good Lord's comin' after you