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