On the Run
Headed down to Italy
Got a hard luck woman on my trail
Yeah odelay
Headed down to Italy
Got a hard luck woman on my trail
Yeah odelay
Hiding down in the catacombs
Ain't never gonna find me again
Yeah odelay
I'm headed over to France
She ain't never gonna find me again
Yeah odelay
I'm headed over to France
She ain't never gonna find me again
Yeah odelay
I got a place at the Mont-Saint-Michel
They said they ain't gonna let her in
The great big casks all full of wine
They cathedrals and temples for me to hide
I'll shave my head pray to the dead that
She won't find me again
For the rest of my stinking life
Odelay yeah
Headed over to Russia
I think I lost her in the Ukraine
Yeah odelay
Headed over to Russia
I think I lost her in the Ukraine
Yeah odelay
She don't like the cold
I'm gonna be a Siberian
Yeah odelay
They got great long plains that go on for miles and miles
I picked out a high spot to watch for her surprise
I got a warm fire rabbit stew
And not much else to do
For the rest of my stinking life
Yeah odelay
Well I'll learn your songs
And drink anything you like
Just don't tell anyone I sleep here at night
Well I scorned a hard luck woman once
And now I'm on the run
For the rest of my stinking life
Odelay yeah
Odelay yeah
For the rest of my life
Odelay yeah
Got a hard luck woman on my trail
Yeah odelay
Headed down to Italy
Got a hard luck woman on my trail
Yeah odelay
Hiding down in the catacombs
Ain't never gonna find me again
Yeah odelay
I'm headed over to France
She ain't never gonna find me again
Yeah odelay
I'm headed over to France
She ain't never gonna find me again
Yeah odelay
I got a place at the Mont-Saint-Michel
They said they ain't gonna let her in
The great big casks all full of wine
They cathedrals and temples for me to hide
I'll shave my head pray to the dead that
She won't find me again
For the rest of my stinking life
Odelay yeah
Headed over to Russia
I think I lost her in the Ukraine
Yeah odelay
Headed over to Russia
I think I lost her in the Ukraine
Yeah odelay
She don't like the cold
I'm gonna be a Siberian
Yeah odelay
They got great long plains that go on for miles and miles
I picked out a high spot to watch for her surprise
I got a warm fire rabbit stew
And not much else to do
For the rest of my stinking life
Yeah odelay
Well I'll learn your songs
And drink anything you like
Just don't tell anyone I sleep here at night
Well I scorned a hard luck woman once
And now I'm on the run
For the rest of my stinking life
Odelay yeah
Odelay yeah
For the rest of my life
Odelay yeah
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Writer(s): Edward G Januska
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