I pulled out my Stage Coach Times 
And I read the latest news 
I tapped my feet in dumb surprise 
And of course I saw they knew 
The Pinkertons pulled out my bags 
And asked me for my name 
I stuttered out my answer 
And hung my head in shame 
 
Now they've found me 
At last they've found me 
It's hard to run 
From a starving family 
Now they've found me 
Well I won't run 
I'm tired of hearing 
There goes a well-known gun 
 
Now I've seen this chain gang 
Lord I say let me see my priest 
I couldn't have faced your desert sand 
Old burning brown backed beast 
The poor house they hit me for my kin 
And claimed my crumbling walls 
Now I know how Reno felt 
When he ran from the law 
 
Now they've found me 
At last they've found me 
It's hard to run 
From a starving family 
Now they've found me 
Well I won't run 
I'm tired of hearing 
There goes a well-known gun 
 
Now they've found me 
Lord I say at last they've found me 
It's hard to run 
From a starving family 
Lord I say now they've found me 
Well I won't run 
I'm tired of hearing 
There goes a well-known gun 
 
Lord I say now they've found me 
At last they've found me 
It's hard to run 
From a starving family 
Now they've found me 
I won't run 
I'm tired of hearing 
There goes a well-known gun