Run, daddy said the truck's all yours if you make it Run, so you spend your 16th summer under that small town sun Just to make it Run, when it's all on the line and the ball's on 4th and one And your mamma's in the stands saying, "Hey y'all, that's my son" And we raised him up to Run, like the blood in our veins Yeah, we're all the same, we
Run, living life like it's a highway and we're all stuck in drive Like a preacher on a Sunday always going overtime Like the muddy water rushing in the river outside of town Yeah, the clock just keeps on running and we can't slow down
No matter where we're going No matter where we're from Oh-oh-oh-oh We're all born to run
Like mascara on ya face, 'cause you thought he was the one But he called you out of the blue and he said we're done He said I gotta run Like your mouth in the bar when you just turned 21 And ya didn't stop drinking till the whole damn room just spun Oh, I guess that we all
Run, living life like it's a highway and we're all stuck in drive Like a preacher on a Sunday always going overtime Like the muddy water rushing in the river outside of town Yeah, the clock just keeps on running and we can't slow down
No matter where we're going No matter where we're from Oh-oh-oh-oh We're all born to run
Through red lights and stop signs We're racing ourselves We're tryna get to Heaven While we run like hell We run
Living life like it's a highway and we're all stuck in drive Like a preacher on a Sunday always going overtime Like the muddy water rushing in the river outside of town Yeah, the clock just keeps on running and we can't slow down
No matter where we're going No matter where we're from Oh-oh-oh-oh We're all born to run
Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh We're all born to runTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
