Runnin' (The Old Ford Ranger)

That old Ford Ranger was the best thing that ever happened to me
Drivin' fast down the Indy Road
Speakers blastin' out Warren G
Couple coats of rattle-can paint
Was the greatest thing I'd ever seen, just
Runnin'

Used to drive it to the lake
To see what trouble we could find
Pumped the clutch an extra time
Whenever first would start to grind
Nothin' else to care about
The only thing left on my mind was
Runnin'

And how did those days get away
We were chasin' them with everything we had
And it was our time, back in our prime
But still we wanted out of there so bad
Just a bunch of small town kids
Livin' for the moment
Runnin' like we were bein' chased
And drivin' like we stole it

And I remember we got pulled over on a Friday night
You didn't have your license yet
But you swore it would be alright
Got off with a warning for the aftermarket stereo light, just
Runnin'

Do you ever wonder how we got away with the things we did
Probably didn't heard that we were friends with the sheriff's kid
Somehow we made it out without a single scratch, God forbid, just
Runnin'

That old Ford Ranger, it's broke down now in quite a sight
I heard your nephew bought it
I hope he gets it runnin' right
Every kid deserves a chance
To get in trouble, and I bet he might just
Runnin'

Don't let those days get away
Go chase 'em down with everything you have
This is your time, it feels like your prime
But you've still got your whole life waitin' ahead
For now, be a small town kid
Livin' for the moment
Run just like you were being chased,
And drive it like you stole it

Golly, Ford f**** Ranger

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Runnin', Runnin'

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Runnin', Runnin'

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Runnin', Runnin'

Runnin'
Runnin'
Runnin', runnin'



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Kuka
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