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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 Mama said, "Listen child You're too old to run wild You're too big to be fishin' with the boys these days" So I grabbed some clothes and ran Stole five dollars from a sugar can A 12-year-old jail breaker runnin' away And 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
Writer(s): Sylvia Fricker Tyson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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