Run for Home

I've travelled the land with a guitar in my hand And an eye ever open for some fun I've made some mistakes, had my share of the breaks Seen the boys on the make and on the bum Run for home, run as fast as I can Whoa, running man, running for home Run for home, run as fast as I can Whoa, running man, running for home I've seen all the frowns on the faces of the clowns And the downs that they take just to be free And I've seen all the girls in their pretty frocks and curls But they don't mean a lot to me Run for home, run as fast as I can Whoa, running man, running for home I've been to the places in town where the faces Hang round just to stare at each other I've looned with them, screamed at the moon, behaved like a buffoon But I soon discovered Run for home, run as fast as I can Whoa, running man, running for home Run for home, run as fast as I can Whoa, running man, running for home Run for home, run as fast as I can Whoa, running man, running for home I've travelled the land, made mistakes out of hand Seen the faces in the places misunderstand Yes, I've travelled the world, seen the pretty boys and girls Heard the noise that destroys and commands Run for home, run as fast as I can Whoa, running man, running for home Run for home, run as fast as I can Whoa, running man