I stood out on the trestle waitin' for the The 409 was on time again Lord, I'd a-got a if they caught me playin' chicken But I was quite the practiced way back then
I saw the smoke the treetops And the train came into view I stood as a statue, but I knew what to do When I could read the on the front
I'd run a gypsy, like the hounds of hell'd get me a rabbit on the wrong end of a gun I'd run the lightning cuttin' 'cross the Kansas skyline Like the tears that momma for her lost son I'd run, yeah, I'd run
I got but no smarter an' cheatin' fate got harder But I could out wit the Devil and his friends Went through whiskey, cards an' women, takin' more than I was love and caution to wind
Every time I'd let some beauty get a little too to me She'd hang around just long enough to find the key When I could the lock on my heart come undone
I'd run like a gypsy, the hounds of hell'd get me a rabbit on the wrong end of a gun I'd run like the lightning 'cross the Kansas skyline Like the tears that momma cried for her son I'd run, yeah, I'd run
There's broken and broken bottles all gone to dust Girls gone home to momma and all gone to rust If I could go back and undo the hurt I'd
I'd run like a gypsy, like the hounds of get me Like the on the wrong end of a gun I'd run like the lightning cuttin' 'cross the skyline Like the tears momma cried for her lost son I'd run, yeah, I'd run, you know I'd run, I'd run