On the Grand Canyon Line I was riding, riding along On the Grand Canyon Line I was singing no song On the Grand Canyon Line I was riding along Couldn't go back to Texas;I know I done wrong.
I passed the State Bank and no money I had It wasn't that I really meant to be bad But I robbed the State Bank with a trembling hand With the pistol and the money, through the big door I ran.
Sitting all alone in a boxcar with four walls Just 'cause of a break in a rich man's law I thought about my sweetheart and I started to cry When I get caught, by the neck I die.
The boxcar door opened, and a posse walked in The Sherriff said "Now grab him, boys,I think that's him." They took me to a jailhouse and now I must die. Five hours to live; how the time flies.