Til Sunday Songtext
von Shaboozey

(It′s the outlaws, run)

Caught me red-handed, can't go to Kansas
Face on a wanted poster, ladies say he′s handsome
Too rich to ransom, camp out in a mansion
Law wanna talk, but we can't give 'em answers

Make it boom in a saloon, got ′em doin′ line dances
Booze to the fuse, "Tipsy" still goin' platinum
Pay me so much, I feel like I′m John Wayne
I'ma have to rob a bank to recoup the advances

Hey, if the gun smoke′s gettin' you high
′Fore you go to shakin' that hand with a smile
Yeah, here's a word to the wise


If you ever make a deal with the devil
You gonna have to settle up someday, singin′
Ayo, ay, you can only ever run ′til Sunday
And if you ever make a deal with the devil
You gonna have to pay it back one day, singin'
Ayo, ay, you can only ever run ′til Sunday

Uh, I make music for the outlaws, who with the law?
Revolver got a speech impediment, love mouthin' off
This town ain′t big enough for both of us, it's me or y′all
And it don't take 'bout 24 to get you wrapped and gone

I got my rifle and my pony with a lit cigar
I′m lookin′ for the nearest bank, I'm finna take it all
It′s not a lie to say that me and broke don't get along
So if I ever go broke, know my patience runnin′ short to get my paper long

If you ever make a deal with the devil
You gonna have to settle up someday, singin'
Ayo, ay, you can only ever run ′til Sunday
And if you ever make a deal with the devil
You gonna have to pay it back one day, singin'
Ayo, ay, you can only ever run 'til Sunday