Karaoké Outlaw's Reward Hank Williams, Jr.

I've always been labeled as a rip-roarin'

Hell raisin' kind

But you know here lately

I 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's 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

'Cos I've heard that everyone's 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 oh how I'd love to be taken into Your custody

And what kind of reward Jesus have You got out for me

What kind of reward Jesus have You got out on me

I wonder how the words on my big wanted poster do read

And oh how I'd love to be taken into Your custody

And what kind of reward Jesus have you got out on me

And oh how I'd love to be taken into Your custody

And what kind of reward Jesus have you got on me