I've always been labled as the rip-roaring hell raising kind.
But you know here lately I've got other things on my mind.
Like livin' and dyin' and where I'll spend eternity.
And what kind of reward Jesus, have you got on me.
Down here on earth, there is a big price on my head.
But I have my friends and my loved ones who'll cry when I'm dead
And someday we'll all sing along from the other side.
Cause I've heard that everyones wanted, behind your heavenly gates in the sky.
What kind of reward Jesus, have you got out on me.
I wonder how the words on my big wanted poster do read.
And lord how I'd love to be takin', into your custody.
What kind of reward Jesus, have you got out for me.
Chorus
What kind of reward Jesus, have you got on me.
I wonder how the words on my big wanted poster do read.
And oh how I'd love to be takin', into your custody.
What kind of reward Jesus, have you got out on me.
And oh how I'd love to be takin', into your custody.
What kind of reward Jesus, have you got on me.