Words & Music by Andrew Luttrell
© 2005 Echoeseven Music LTD (BMI) Andrew Luttrell, All Rights Reserved.
Gonna miss you baby
I ain't comin' round no more
Gonna miss you baby
I ain't comin' round no more
That gold badge 'ill hang me
That's why he's knockin' on your door
Well, It's been three long years
Since I dug out of Wailen's Pen
It's been three long years
Since I dug out of Wailen's Pen
Just when I started over
They done come looking for me again
Gonna miss you baby
I ain't comin' round no more
Gonna miss you baby
I ain't comin' round no more
That gold badge 'ill hang me
That's why he's knockin' on your door
Now go get my hat, ma
And fetch me my pistol too
Go get my hat, ma
And fetch me my pistol too
Now kiss me goodbye Gwynn
I'm goin' before they bust on through
Gonna miss you baby
I ain't comin' round no more
Gonna miss you baby
I ain't comin' round no more
That gold badge 'ill hang me
That's why he's knockin' on your door
