Headed south to Rio Grande
I ran to a party of some newly
Their balls didn't make it,
he was worth a couple grand
At seventeen he became the first
I killed a man in Santa Fe,
but I didn't watch him die
You met the barrel of my gun
to avenge a friend of mine
Been chasing bounties through the South
I can't remember what life was like
But I met a widowed woman
And convinced her to stay
But the standing wasn't clear
When you marry a man like me,
I killed a man in Santa Fe,
but I didn't watch him die
to avenge a friend of mine
But he was not the first,
nor the last to die by me
Chasing bounties through the south
I always knew would eventually
Catch up with the vengeance,
And I couldn't say I'm sorry
for all the things I've done
I killed a man in Santa Fe,
He met the barrel of my gun,
to avenge a friend of mine
But he was not the first,
nor the last to die by me
Been chasing bounties in my head