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Текст (слова) песни: James Taylor - Runaway Boy
Fetch down the fiddle, rosin up the bow
Dont play me nothing on the radio
Dont make me remember the alamo
Im 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 wont never go back up again
Oh, hold me down
Let me come home, I wont 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 Ive been all the places that I ever want to be
Ive seen all the people that I ever want to see
Im sick and tired of being lonely and free
Im ready today for whats waiting on me
Im gonna give up believing I was born to run
And stop acting like a man that gets shot from a gun
Im 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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