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Runaway Boy
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Ca sĩ: James Taylor
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Fetch down the fiddle, rosin up the bow
Don’t play me nothing on the radio
Don’t make me remember the alamo
I’m 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 won’t never go back up again
Oh, hold me down
Let me come home, I won’t 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 I’ve been all the places that I ever want to be
I’ve seen all the people that I ever want to see
I’m sick and tired of being lonely and free
I’m ready today for what’s waiting on me
 
I’m gonna give up believing I was born to run
And stop acting like a man that gets shot from a gun
I’m 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