Letras: Buck Owens. Get Out Of Town Before Sundown.

Walkin' off the highway I'd been tryin' to catch a ride
Hungry and thirsty as a bear
Not a penny in my pockets and I'd ran out of pride
So I thought I'd try to bum myself a beer

When up stopped, a well known posse starin' down at me
A big old shiny badge pinned on his vest
He said, ?If you ain't got no money and you ain't got no job
Boy, I'm placin' you under arrest?

?Or you can get out of town before sundown
And don't you never come back
Take your tambourine and your guitar string
And move on down the track?

?Don't like the way that you comb your hair
The way you drawl you all
And if you're not out of town before sundown
You won't get out of town at all?

Well, I hitchhiked down to Phoenix, I was followin' the sun
Prettiest place I think I've ever seen
I met a sweet young lady but how was I to know
That pretty thing was only seventeen

Then I saw the red lights gleamin' and I heard the sirens screamin'
A sound that fills the bravest hearts with fear
And that old sheriff didn't stutter when to me those words he uttered
?Boy, don't let the sun set on you here
You better get out of town before sundown?