A friend of a friend needs a favor
No questions asked, there's not much more to say


Me and the wife, we need the money
We've got four kids all hungry, one on the way
Slip these sweat socks in your shirt and pray they think your

packin'
Be sure to keep your head down, don't look 'em in the eye
And don't get fancy, Ricky, we ain't Jimmy Cagney

Look at me, let's do the job and let's get home tonight

Chorus:

I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the lights
We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right
And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until the dawn

Sipping whiskey, singing cowboy songs
On the Right Side of Wrong


We picked a helluva of a night, from the shore I see the
skyline
In a couple of hours from now Rick, we're gonna get out of this

life
We'll stop for smokes, I brought a six pack, we'll stop at
lookers on the way back

Hell, we'll laugh this off, keep your fingers crossed that all
goes well tonight


Chorus:
I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the lights
We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right

And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until the dawn
Sipping whiskey, singing cowboy songs
On the Right Side of Wrong


We'll make the grade, they'll know our names, I need a friend to
drive here

Wear my necklace of St. Christopher and talk to him while I go
inside
I'll take that suitcase, get the cash and we'll be gone before

you know
Wait until we tell the girls we're moving down to the Gulf of
Mexico...


Guitar Solo


A friend of a friend needed a favor
Life was just what happened while we were busy making plans
We never saw nothing, there was a run-in

.9 millimeter steel was coming for the windshield of that
Oldsmobile
As the cop said, "Show your hands!"


Chorus:
I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the lights

We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right
And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until the dawn
Sipping whiskey, singing cowboy songs

On the Right Side of Wrong