Kid Runaway - The Rubettes

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.