Текст (слова) песни: Merle Haggard - The Running Kind
I was born the running kind, leaving always on my mind Home was never home to me at anytime Every front door found me open I would find the back door open There just had to be a lesson for the running kind
Within me there`s a prison, surrounding me alone As real as any dungeon with a wall of stone I know running`s not the answer, but running`s been my nature And a part of me that keeps me moving on
I was born the running kind, leaving always on my mind Home was never home to me at anytime Every front door found me open I would find the back door open There just had to be a lesson for the running kind
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