With my suitcase in my hand
And I'm running away down River Road
And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home
Yes, I'm chasing my dreams down River Road
Mama said, listen child
You're too old to run wild
You're to big to be fishin' with the boys these days
So I grabed some clothes and I ran
Stole five dollars from a sugar can
A twelve year old jail breaker runnin' away
Here I go once again
With my suitcase in my hand
And I'm running away down River Road
And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home
I'm chasing my dreams down River Road
Well, I married a pretty good man
And he tries to understand
But he knows I've got leavin' on my mind these days
When I get that urge to roam
I'm just like a kid again
The same old jail breaker runnin' away
Here I go once again
With my suitcase in my hand
And I'm running away down River Road
And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home
I'm chasing my dreams down River Road
Here I go once again With my suitcase in my hand And I'm running away down River Road And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home Yes, I'm chasing my dreams down River Road Mama said, listen child You're too old to run wild You're to big to be fishin' with the boys these days So I grabed some clothes and I ran Stole five dollars from a sugar can A twelve year old jail breaker runnin' away Here I go once again With my suitcase in my hand And I'm running away down River Road And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home I'm chasing my dreams down River Road Well, I married a pretty good man And he tries to understand But he knows I've got leavin' on my mind these days When I get that urge to roam I'm just like a kid again The same old jail breaker runnin' away Here I go once again With my suitcase in my hand And I'm running away down River Road And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home I'm chasing my dreams down River Road Explain Request ×
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