Song | Kid Runaway |
Artist | The Rubettes |
Album | The Very Best Of |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Boats on the water and fish in the sea | |
And your head full of visions of new liberty | |
A seat on the greyhound, a case in your hand | |
Leaving your family, you don’t understand | |
That life can be hard on a kid breakaway | |
She’s got no one to talk to and so much to say | |
Bats in the belfry, the size of her fears | |
And the ad’s on the T.V. ain’t what they appear | |
Your papa is reeling from whisky and hurt | |
And mama is wishing she’d bought you that skirt | |
You know there’s no Eldorado in sorrowful flight | |
And no Disney posters to tell you goodnight | |
So sing it ah, ah she’s the kid runaway | |
The lord knows the reasons he’d please us to say | |
So sing it ah, ah won’t you keep her from pain | |
And we’ll put all the pieces together again | |
Her hair in a tangle her life in a mess | |
And the freeway patrolman he don’t have to guess | |
And so he buys her a coffee and calls on the phone | |
We’ve got somebody’s daughter but never your own | |
You know there’s kid’s on the highway | |
There’s kid’s on the run but they end in the alley | |
When all’s said and done | |
So sing it ah, ah she’s the kid runaway | |
And the lord only knows why she did what she did | |
So sing it ah, ah won’t you keep her from pain | |
And we’ll put all the pieces together again | |
Ah, ah she’s the kid runaway | |
The lord knows the reasons he’d please us to say | |
So sing it ah, ah won’t you keep her from pain | |
And we’ll put all the pieces together again | |
Ah, ah if you see her please say | |
That her family is missing the kid runaway. |
Boats on the water and fish in the sea | |
And your head full of visions of new liberty | |
A seat on the greyhound, a case in your hand | |
Leaving your family, you don' t understand | |
That life can be hard on a kid breakaway | |
She' s got no one to talk to and so much to say | |
Bats in the belfry, the size of her fears | |
And the ad' s on the T. V. ain' t what they appear | |
Your papa is reeling from whisky and hurt | |
And mama is wishing she' d bought you that skirt | |
You know there' s no Eldorado in sorrowful flight | |
And no Disney posters to tell you goodnight | |
So sing it ah, ah she' s the kid runaway | |
The lord knows the reasons he' d please us to say | |
So sing it ah, ah won' t you keep her from pain | |
And we' ll put all the pieces together again | |
Her hair in a tangle her life in a mess | |
And the freeway patrolman he don' t have to guess | |
And so he buys her a coffee and calls on the phone | |
We' ve got somebody' s daughter but never your own | |
You know there' s kid' s on the highway | |
There' s kid' s on the run but they end in the alley | |
When all' s said and done | |
So sing it ah, ah she' s the kid runaway | |
And the lord only knows why she did what she did | |
So sing it ah, ah won' t you keep her from pain | |
And we' ll put all the pieces together again | |
Ah, ah she' s the kid runaway | |
The lord knows the reasons he' d please us to say | |
So sing it ah, ah won' t you keep her from pain | |
And we' ll put all the pieces together again | |
Ah, ah if you see her please say | |
That her family is missing the kid runaway. |
Boats on the water and fish in the sea | |
And your head full of visions of new liberty | |
A seat on the greyhound, a case in your hand | |
Leaving your family, you don' t understand | |
That life can be hard on a kid breakaway | |
She' s got no one to talk to and so much to say | |
Bats in the belfry, the size of her fears | |
And the ad' s on the T. V. ain' t what they appear | |
Your papa is reeling from whisky and hurt | |
And mama is wishing she' d bought you that skirt | |
You know there' s no Eldorado in sorrowful flight | |
And no Disney posters to tell you goodnight | |
So sing it ah, ah she' s the kid runaway | |
The lord knows the reasons he' d please us to say | |
So sing it ah, ah won' t you keep her from pain | |
And we' ll put all the pieces together again | |
Her hair in a tangle her life in a mess | |
And the freeway patrolman he don' t have to guess | |
And so he buys her a coffee and calls on the phone | |
We' ve got somebody' s daughter but never your own | |
You know there' s kid' s on the highway | |
There' s kid' s on the run but they end in the alley | |
When all' s said and done | |
So sing it ah, ah she' s the kid runaway | |
And the lord only knows why she did what she did | |
So sing it ah, ah won' t you keep her from pain | |
And we' ll put all the pieces together again | |
Ah, ah she' s the kid runaway | |
The lord knows the reasons he' d please us to say | |
So sing it ah, ah won' t you keep her from pain | |
And we' ll put all the pieces together again | |
Ah, ah if you see her please say | |
That her family is missing the kid runaway. |