C. Mead, D. Herron
Run a mile run a mile to the river
Gonna throw off the hunting hounds
Run a mile run a mile to the river
Gonna wash away or drown
I was only there for a minute
I was only passing through
I was only being friendly but her pappy said he'd send me to the grave for
what I wanted to do
I should've known when she was so willing
I should've known that she was just a kid
I should've known I was a stranger and that I would be in danger over
something that I never did
Run a mile
I can't believe the story that she told her mom and daddy and the vigilante crowd in town
That Lolita of the country set the dogs out on me Lord they're gonna take me down
I'd rather swing a hammer in an Alabama slammer than to face what's coming after me
I'm gotta make it to the water, ride it to the border let the scent wash off of me
Run a mile |