Runaway Boy — текст песни (James Taylor)

Fetch down the fiddle, rosin up the bow

Dont play me nothing on the radio

Dont make me remember the alamo

Im feeling like a little bit of cotton eyed joe



No ragin cajun crawfish stew

Fat batter come a lou mamma lou

Boy howdy and howdy damn do

Something like fine setting eyes on you



Let me come down, I wont never go back up again

Oh, hold me down

Let me come home, I wont never go away no more

Oh let me come down



In a younger day back in tennessee

The muddy mississippi used to call to me

Float on a river and set yourself free

Run from the farm and the family tree

Run from the runaway boy



So Ive been all the places that I ever want to be

Ive seen all the people that I ever want to see

Im sick and tired of being lonely and free

Im ready today for whats waiting on me



Im gonna give up believing I was born to run

And stop acting like a man that gets shot from a gun

Im putting down roots, I want to soak up sun

And stay right here until my days are done



Let me back down, I will never go up again

Hold me down, tie me on down

Let me go home, I will never go away no more

Oh let me come home

Oh let me go down