Hank Williams Jr. - Outlaw's Reward Lyrics
I've always been labeled, As a rip roarin Hell Raisin kindBut you know here lately, I got other things on my mindLike livin and dyin, and where I'll spend eternityWhat kind of reward Jesus, Have you got out on meDown here on earth, There's a big price on my headBut I've got all my friends and my loved ones who'll cry when I'm deadAnd someday we'll all sing along, From the other sideCause I've heard that everyone's wanted,Behind your heavenly gates in the skyChorusWhat kind of reward Jesus, Have you got on meI wonder how the words on my big, Wanted poster do readAnd oh how I'd love to be taken, into your custodyWhat kind of reward Jesus, Have you got on me