James Taylor

Runaway Boy

James Taylor

Never Die Young


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

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