I was caught late last August on the Mexican border,
a trunk full of marijuanna and some cold fire water.
I languished weeks on end in a Juarez pen,
if I ever get free I ain't going back again.

Like a deer in the headlights it's closing in on me,
I've been buried alive yeah, I've been lost at sea
well you got me under the gun

Rode into town this morning kind of saddle sore,
I found Mother Mary there posing as a whore,
I run out of town at night with a noose around my neck,
if I don't change my ways I'm surely gonna wreck

Like a deer in the headlights coming down on me,
I've been buried alive yeah, I've been lost at sea,
Well you got me under the gun.

Hid in Laredo until the heat blew over,
spent seven days and nights anything but sober,
laid in a hotel room with blood upon on my arm,
pistol under my pillow keeps me safe from harm

Like a deer in the headlights closing in on me,
I've been buried alive yeah, I've been lost at sea
well you got me under the gun