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merle haggard – running kind

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i was born the running kind
with leaving always on my mind
home was never home to me at anytime
every front door found me hopin’
i would find the back door open
there just had to be an exit
for the running kind

within me there’s a prison
surrounding me alone
as real as any dungeon with walls of stone
i know running’s not the answer
but running’s been my nature
and a part of me
that keeps me moving on

i was born the running kind
with leaving always on my mind
home was never home to me at anytime
every front door found me hopin’
i would find the back door open
there just had to be an exit
for the running kind

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