James Taylor - Runaway Boy Lyrics
Fetch down the fiddle, rosin up the bowDont play me nothing on the radioDont make me remember the alamoIm feeling like a little bit of cotton eyed joeNo ragin cajun crawfish stewFat batter come a lou mamma louBoy howdy and howdy damn doSomething like fine setting eyes on youLet me come down, I wont never go back up againOh, hold me downLet me come home, I wont never go away no moreOh let me come downIn a younger day back in tennesseeThe muddy mississippi used to call to meFloat on a river and set yourself freeRun from the farm and the family treeRun from the runaway boySo Ive been all the places that I ever want to beIve seen all the people that I ever want to seeIm sick and tired of being lonely and freeIm ready today for whats waiting on meIm gonna give up believing I was born to runAnd stop acting like a man that gets shot from a gunIm putting down roots, I want to soak up sunAnd stay right here until my days are doneLet me back down, I will never go up againHold me down, tie me on downLet me go home, I will never go away no moreOh let me come homeOh let me go down
