The Runaway(LP版) - Danny O’Keefe

Your daddy hit you and you fell to the floor
And you knew that you weren't daddy's girl no more
So you packed your bag and you hitched a ride
And you ended up on the under side
Of a New York night what a lonely place
Too many people and not enough space
For a runaway for a runaway
You don't want to leave
But there's no where to stay
So you runaway from home
Nobody's willing to lend you a hand
Cept the pimp who thinks he's a businessman
He'll tear the spirit away from the soul
He'll sell you in pieces he'll sell you whole
To withered men who think it's funny
Being fourteen selling skin for money
When you runaway when you runaway
You don't want to leave
But there's no where to stay
So you runaway from home
You never get love you live without hope
Like dangling too long at the end of a rope
We're a nation of strangers most of us blind
Our children will lead us or leave us behind
When they run away when they run away
You don't want to leave
But there's no where to stay
So they run away when they run away
So you runaway from home from home
Runaway runaway runaway runaway