Mississippi Goldfish

I woke up early to the San Francisco sun Sleepin's not too easy for a man who's on the run I've been down every single back-road I can find Tryin' to shake 'em from my tail and buy myself some time
Now they call me the "Mississippi Goldfish" by trade I've robbed every steamship off the shore Give me a challenge and I'll meet it in spades But right now just show me out the back door
My first hideout was a burnt-out silver mine I met a dame down there, her name was Caroline It seems that she was also running from the law Hot damn she shot down every lawman that she saw
Now on her horse named "Buccaneer" we rode out to the west She pistol whipped some old sheriff on the way I said "My darlin' Caroline your aim is just the best Maybe we'll shoot the breeze again someday"
So many stories 'round the campfire I could tell Maybe I'll write a book to take with me to hell But I can't write now with this bounty on my head If I'm not careful I'll end up in a flower-bed
Now they call me the "Mississippi Goldfish" by name I've robbed every steamboat off the pier Tell me a story and I'll put it to shame Just don't ever tell the sheriff I was here