Paint It Blue

They say there's a price on my head

And that I'm better off dead

But that sheriff better keep this in mind

I'll sure be hard to find

I give up so much of me

I should probably be charging a fee

You say that you don't like me and I'm wrong

I bet you're gonna love the way I'm gone

I ain't too concerned with my name

'Cause I know it won't be on my grave

But I ain't gonna hang my head down and cry

'Cause I know where I'm going when I die

The bright lights shining in this city

Remind me of the time when she was with me

It's the same old feeling nothing new

So I'm fixing to paint it blue

Blue

I might be down in Texas after awhile

Or Louisiana in style

But I'll tell you what I'm really gonna do

I'm fixing to paint it blue

And I'm fixing to paint it blue

Yes, I'm fixing to paint it blue

You know I'm fixing to paint it blue

Lord, I'm fixing to paint it blue