I've always been labeled as the rip-roarin' 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'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 Cause I've heard that everyone 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 takin' 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 takin' into your custody And what kind of reward Jesus have you got out for me And oh how I'd love to be takin' into your custody And what kind of reward Jesus have you got out for me