 Always on the move, they got nothing left to lose Except their guns and their wounds Now they're crossing borders, sheriff's posse on their tail They'd rather die together than be stuck up in a cell They drank up all their whiskey and they partied every night Like it could be the last the bounty set to shoot on sight So they chased the endless summer, knew it came with the bride They wouldn't stop running till they found a paradise But the sheriff finally found them with the sightseeing red So the lovers had to shoot them down and fill them full of lead They were finally free to find a place to lay their head