Hunted and Haunted

[good4somethingbum]

Hunted and HauntedWell, my tunnel broke through just outside the searchlight’s rangeAnd I’d made my escape during the guard’s shift changeI’d robbed a bank and would’ve stuck out the whole twenty-fiveIf that sheriff hadn’t threatened and then hurt my wifeHe’d racked up lotsa riverboat gambling debtsAnd the stacks o’ cash, he thought I’d stashedWould be his last betWith a prison pillowcase, I chanced a deadly race to the nearest trainChoppers missed me in the fogSnakes n gators got the dogsThat tracked me in the bogI fought my fate, hopped a freight and that night I becameHunted and haunted, free of jail but still doin’ timeBecause I was wanted, and must answer for my crimesShadows behind me, some day they’ll find meI was hunted and hauntedFound that sheriff’s house and peeked through his front windowSaw him on the couch texting votes for some singin’ showStuffed the pillowcase through the pet door in his garageThose vipers killed his dog then hid in his rag-top DodgeLater on he made a beer run down a snaky laneBit twice on the knee, he swerved and hit a treeThen went up in flamesWe all get our share, some meet God in the air…some just meet the windSteel n broken glass were strewnFar beneath the misty gloomOf a midnight quarter moonAnd his dyin’ eyes, were frozen with surprise that he’d beenHunted and haunted, free of jail but still doin’ timeBecause he was wanted, and must answer for his crimesShadows surround him, that night they found himHe was hunted and hauntedCalled my wife from a truckstop and told her where to digHitching outside La Grange I caught a ride with a long haul rigGrew a beard and disappeared in the bitter root hills of IdahoWhen things died down, I’d ride down…meet my wife and lay lowBut I’m a fugitive, that’s how I liveThe law will always follow meSometimes I wake up screamin’From what I’ve been dreamin’I think of my wife and that sheriffSo some nights I dream of seraphsAnd some I dream of demonsYeah, my heart sees ghosts, when my eyes are closed cos I’ll always beHunted and haunted, free of jail but still doin’ timeBecause I was wanted, and must answer for my crimesShadows behind me, some day they’ll find meO I’m hunted and haunted(c)2007 Robert George