There's a river that runs from the border of Canada
Down the east of Vermont, the west of New Hampshire
Right through the center of a state that gave me a home
That river it runs through the City of Hartford
And if you follow it south you'll find the place I was born
Right at its mouth where it rips into the Sound
And I will follow that river every mile
From the north as a woman, the south as a child
It taught me to carve my path through through the wild
And with it I'll run, run, run until my heart grows quiet
There's a highway that runs from New York to Boston
And in a week this old car has driven it twice
Through sun, sleet, and ice I've been on it all of my life
And I will follow that highway every mile
Counting the exits since I was a child
It taught me to carve my path through the wild
And with it I'll run, run, run until my heart grows...
Quiet. Will ever grow quiet?
I have followed that river every mile
Running from something since I was a child
It brought me to you so I'll stay here a while
And with you I'll run, run, run
With you I'll run, run, run
With you I'll run, run, run until my heart grows quiet
