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James Taylor Runaway Boy

back in Tennessee, the muddy Mississippi used to call to me, float on a river and set yourself free. Run from the farm and the family tree, run from the runaway boy

back in Tennessee, the muddy Mississippi used to call to me, float on a river and set yourself free. Run from the farm and the family tree, run from the runaway boy

Watch my back and light my way My traveling star, my traveling star Watch over all of those born st. christopher's day Old road dog, young runaway They