I Stood Out On The Tressle Waitin' For The Whistle:
The 4.09 Was Right On Time Again.
Lord, I'd A-got A Lickin' If They Caught Me Playin' Chicken,
But I Was Quite The Practised Liar Way Back Then.
I Saw The Smoke Above The Treetops,
An' When The Train Came Into View,
I Stood Still As A Statue, But I Knew What To Do.
When I Could Read The Numbers On The Front:

I'd Run Like A Gipsy, Like The Hounds Of Hell'd Get Me,
Like A Rabbit On The Wrong End Of A Gun.
I'd Run Like The Lightning Cuttin' 'cross The Kansas Skyline,
Like The Tears That Momma Cried For Her Lost Son:
I'd Run: Yeah, I'd Run.

I Got Older But No Smarter An Cheatin' Fate Got Harder,
But I Could Still Outwit The Devil An' His Friends.
Went Through Whiskey, Cards An' Women, Takin' More Than I Was Givin',
Throwin' Love An' Caution To Wind.
Every Time I'd Let Some Beauty,
Get A Little Too Close To Me,
She'd Hang Around Just Long Enough To Find Herself The Key.
When I Could Feel The Lock On My Heart Come Undone,

I'd Run Like A Gipsy, Like The Hounds Of Hell'd Get Me,
Like A Rabbit On The Wrong End Of A Gun.
I'd Run Like The Lightning Cuttin' 'cross The Kansas Skyline,
Like The Tears That Momma Cried For Her Lost Son:
I'd Run: Yeah, I'd Run.

There's Broken Hearts An' Broken Bottles,
An' Dreams All Gone To Dust.
Girls Gone Home To Momma An' Cars All Gone To Rust.
If I Could Go Back An' Undo The Hurt I'd Done,

I'd Run Like A Gipsy, Like The Hounds Of Hell'd Get Me,
Like The Rabbit On The Wrong End Of A Gun.
I'd Run Like The Lightning Cuttin' 'cross The Kansas Skyline,
Like The Tears That Momma Cried For Her Lost Son:
I'd Run: Yeah, I'd Run.

You Know I'd Run:
Yeah, I'd Run.