I'm a k**er on the lamb I don't mind living with some blood on my hands. You're life to me ain't worth a damn To this k**er on the lamb We were twins to be born that day But I could never let it be that way Mama's life line proved a good noose. With a taste for k**ing I was on the loose My folks hated me for what I did that day So I slit their throats, sent em to their grave Lot of good k**ing was ahead of me. Met a mountain girl from a mining town Our first time when the sun went down All she wanted was to marry me So I cut her where she loved me And watched her bleed Her daddy from the holler so her blood so red So I drug him in the river and I drowned him dead Wore out my welcome in Arkansas k**ed a Christian family of the pentacost Georgia cracker was a talking at me So I cut out his tongue, hung from a tree Now the southern law wants to put me in jail But ill still be k**ing when I'm burning in hell.