The Sad Bag Of Shaky Jake - Humble Pie

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

And from that day they call me Shaky Jake.

Shaky 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 Shaky Jake.

Ma says I was born under bad sign

I was lookin' for the chance to make or break

I cut my teeth on a brandin' iron

I’m the devil’s own son, I’m Shaky Jake.

Shaky 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 Shaky Jake.

I keep on the run now

I travel by night

I don’t need anyone

But someone, one day, somewhere’s gonna see me right.

Dig a hole about six foot deep

Pray the Lord my soul to take

I don’t want flowers and nobody’s gonna weep

Here lies that outlaw, Shaky Jake.

Oh Shaky 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 Shaky Jake.

Shakey Jake

Shakey Jake

Shakey Jake

Shakey Jake

Shakey Jake

Shakey Jake.

Oh Shaky 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 Shaky Jake.