On a cold October morning
As frost lay on the ground
Waiting to make my move I make no soundWaiting for the mist to cover all around
I carefully picked my time then took the wallI'm sick and tired of running
The hunger and the pain
A stop to look about then off againBeing at the wrong place
And the wrong time
Suspected of a hit that was my crimeI am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my nameAlways looking 'round me
Forever looking back
I'll always be a target for attackEver moving onwards
Always on the run
Waiting for the sight of a loaded gunI am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my nameEven if I find them
And get to clear my name
I know that things can never be the sameBut if I ever prove My innocence some day
I've got to get them all to make them payI am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name