Crystal Gayle
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
Yes, 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 I ran
Stole five dollars from a sugar can
A twelve year old jail breaker runnin' away
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
