Bounty On My Head Lyrics – Shaboozey

Read the full Bounty On My Head lyrics by Shaboozey from the album The Outlaw Cherie Lee & Other Western Tales along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Shaboozey’s music, you can also explore Kissed By An Angel and The Worst of Them All (Interlude), two other songs by Shaboozey.

[Intro]
Forty days, forty nights
In the desert, I ain’t no Messiah
For the wages of sin, you die
Reading Romans all through the night

[Verse 1]
Hammered and hellbound, send me a prayer tonight
‘Cause God forgives, but they don’t

[Chorus]
Saint Joseph, sweet Mary

Oh, there’s a bounty on my head
Step back, be afraid
For there’s a bounty on my head

[Verse 2]
Before I fold, I’d rather sit inside a jail cell
I know I said I’m gonna change today, I made bail
Are they with me or want me gone? It’s like I can’t tell
My heart and soul might bе the only thing I can’t sell
Quick draws, close calls, a wantеd man
Ain’t no revolver will save you from a quicker hand
The world’s cold, the game’s flawed, but in the end
You win some, you lose some, I’ll head again

[Chorus]
Saint Joseph, sweet Mary
Oh, there’s a bounty on my head
Step back, be afraid
For there’s a bounty on my head

[Post-Chorus]
How can one rest in bed
When you’re wanted alive or dead?
Oh, there’s a bounty on my head

[Bridge]
Oh, the people, how they spin those tales
These devils send ’em back to Hell
He don’t get another try, make amends for his crimes
He doesn’t deserve to rot in jail
Angel Gabriel, tell the Father
That there’s a bounty on my head
(??) preacher, I’m ready
For there’s a bounty on my head

[Chorus]
Saint Joseph, sweet Mary
Oh, there’s a bounty on my head
Step back, be afraid
For there’s a bounty on my head

[Post-Chorus]
How can one rest in bed
When you’re wanted alive or dead?
With ’em putting up signs with the price so high
Like, what the hell did I get myself in?

[Outro]
Forty days, forty nights
In the desert, I ain’t no Messiah
Reading Romans all through the night
For the wages of sin, you die