Hank Williams Jr. - Outlaw's Reward lyrics

I've always been labeled, As a rip roarin Hell Raisin kind But you know here lately, I got other things on my mind Like livin and dyin, and where I'll spend eternity What kind of reward Jesus, Have you got out on me Down here on earth, There's a big price on my head But I've got all my friends and my loved ones who'll cry when I'm dead And someday we'll all sing along, From the other side Cause I've heard that everyone's wanted, Behind your heavenly gates in the sky Chorus What kind of reward Jesus, Have you got on me I wonder how the words on my big, Wanted poster do read And oh how I'd love to be taken, into your custody What kind of reward Jesus, Have you got on me