I’ve got seven weeks in County,
but I won’t blame The Man
I’ve won and lost some poker chips
But don’t blame the hand
It’s been seven years of famine,
But I never blamed the land
Just give me peace and quiet, Boss
I’ll take it where I can

My only enemy
Is out to get me
To make me pay for what I’ve done
He’s out to catch me
And he’s on the trail to find me
Sure as hell he’ll whip me when he does

There’s a hunger in my belly
and a pounding in my head
The buzzards turn impatiently
Expecting I’ll be dead
Desert sun is burning high above
My shadow can’t find shade
I bought seven weeks in County
To lay in this bed I made

My only enemy
Is out to get me
To make me pay for what I’ve done
He’s out to catch me
On the trail to find me
Sure as hell he’ll whip me when he does

Each day I see his evil eyes,
The man who put me here
I see him when I shave my face
So guilty in the mirror
Looking back disgusted,
With a hollow hateful stare
For seven weeks in County,
And for always, everywhere

My worst enemy
Is out to get me
To make me pay for what I’ve done
He’s out to catch me
On the trail to find me
Sure as hell he’ll whip me when he does