Run For Home

I've traveled 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

Oh-oh running man running for home

Run for home run as fast as I can

Oh-oh 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 it don't mean a lot to me

And 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