Outlaw's Reward

I've always been labeled, As a rip roarin Hell Raisin kind

But you know here lately, I got other things on my mind

Like livin and dyin, and where I'll spend eternity

What kind of reward Jesus, Have you got out on me

Down here on earth, There's a big price on my head

But I've got all my friends and my loved ones who'll cry when I'm dead

And someday we'll all sing along, From the other side

Cause I've heard that everyone's wanted,

Behind your heavenly gates in the sky

Chorus

What kind of reward Jesus, Have you got on me

I wonder how the words on my big, Wanted poster do read

And oh how I'd love to be taken, into your custody

What kind of reward Jesus, Have you got on me