Fugitive Blues Lyrics

Fugitive Blues lyrics

Yeah, they named me Richard Kimble,

Cause I been runnin so long.

Yeah, they named me Richard Kimble,

Cause I been runnin so long.

Yeah, you know they got me accused of murder,

When I ain't did no one
wrong.



Got me accused of killing my wife,

I wouldn't harm a
strand of hair in her head.

Got me accused of killing my wife,

Wouldn't harm a strand of hair in her head.

You know the set, I went
home one evenin,

And found my wife was dead.

Yes, I did.



I'm gonna keep on runnin him,

Yes, until the sole of his shoe get
thin.

I'm gonna keep on runnin him,

Yes, til the sole of his shoe
get thin.

Yes, but when I catch that one old man,

I can go turn
myself in.



Yeah, you know a man can't help but feel bad,

When he's always on the run.

Man can't help but feel bad,

When
he's always on the run.

You know it make him feel so bad,

When it
ain't anything he have done.