The Runnin' Kind (Live at the Hilton Hotel, Las Vegas 1999)

The Runnin' Kind (Live Remastered) - Merle Haggard

Lyricist：M. Haggard

Composer：M. Haggard

I was born the running kind

With leaving always on my mind

And home was never home to me at anytime

Every front door found me hopin'

I would find the back door open

There just had to be an exit

For the running kind

Within me there's a prison

Surrounding me alone

As real as any dungeon with walls of stone

I know running's not the answer

Ah but running's been my nature

And a part of me

That keeps me moving on

I was born the running kind

With leaving always on my mind

And home was never home to me at anytime

Every front door found me hopin'

I would find the back door open

There just had to be an exit

For the running kind

Down every road there's always one more city

I hold my run to highway is my home

I raised lot of came back in my younger days

My mama used to pray my crops will fade

Now I'm hurted few to fear but just aways

I run below spend my life in jail

I liked to sattled down but they don't let me

A few detel must be rooms on

Down every road there always one more city

I'm on the run highway just my home that was