Sad Bag Of Shakey Jake Songtext / Lyric

When I was just a kid back in Abeline

I had to use a gun, well, for my own sake

I shot a man down when I was just eighteen

From that day they call me Shakey Jake



Shakey Jake, boy, what you gonna do

Texas Rangers coming after you

Here's the price you pay for one mistake

So get off the streets it's Shakey Jake



Mama says I was born under a bad sign

Well, I was looking for the chance to make or break

I cut my teeth on a branding iron

I'm the devil's own son, I'm Shakey Jake






Shakey Jake, boy, what you gonna do

Texas Rangers coming after you

Here's the price you pay for one mistake

So get off the streets it's Shakey Jake



I keep on the run, I travel by night I don't need anyone

But someone, one day, somewhere is gonna see me right



Dig a hole about six foot deep

Pray the Lord my soul to take

Don't want flowers and nobody's gonna weep

Here lies that outlaw, Shakey Jake



Shakey Jake, boy, what you gonna do

Texas Rangers coming after you

Here's the price you pay for one mistake

Get off the streets it's Shakey Jake



Shakey Jake, boy, what you gonna do

Texas Rangers coming after you

Here's the price you pay for one mistake

Get off the streets it's Shakey Jake