Interstate Runner
It was a long, gold evening
Sweating in the heat
Just out of Fort Adams
Where the rivers meet
On the side of the road
There stood he
The Interstate Runner
It's plain to see
Jeans torn
Shirt worn
Had only the clothes on his back
Passing car
Won't get far
Running on the beaten track
Interstate Runner
Running from his past
Interstate Runner
He saw some dust kick up
On the road ahead
Here comes a truck approaching
Hauling corn and bread
Runner stuck out his thumb
Had to grab a ride
Truck came to a stop
And Runner got inside
Name's Runner
What's yours?
He asked the trucker his name
Name's Billy
Like the kid
Different souls but the road is the same
Interstate Runner
Running from his past
Interstate Runner
Runner and the trucker got talking
About life's peaks and dips
Runner worked for Uncle Sam
Cooking on the ships
The trucker thanked him
For his time in the Navy
Runner just sat and smiled
At the thought of his gravy
Ship's crew
Brown stew
Runner loved the lot
Rich roux
Fish too
Gumbo in the pot
Well, I've been Big Daddy since '63
But my name before then
Oh, the Runner is me
Running from my past
I'm the Interstate Runner
Running from my past
Interstate Runner
Sweating in the heat
Just out of Fort Adams
Where the rivers meet
On the side of the road
There stood he
The Interstate Runner
It's plain to see
Jeans torn
Shirt worn
Had only the clothes on his back
Passing car
Won't get far
Running on the beaten track
Interstate Runner
Running from his past
Interstate Runner
He saw some dust kick up
On the road ahead
Here comes a truck approaching
Hauling corn and bread
Runner stuck out his thumb
Had to grab a ride
Truck came to a stop
And Runner got inside
Name's Runner
What's yours?
He asked the trucker his name
Name's Billy
Like the kid
Different souls but the road is the same
Interstate Runner
Running from his past
Interstate Runner
Runner and the trucker got talking
About life's peaks and dips
Runner worked for Uncle Sam
Cooking on the ships
The trucker thanked him
For his time in the Navy
Runner just sat and smiled
At the thought of his gravy
Ship's crew
Brown stew
Runner loved the lot
Rich roux
Fish too
Gumbo in the pot
Well, I've been Big Daddy since '63
But my name before then
Oh, the Runner is me
Running from my past
I'm the Interstate Runner
Running from my past
Interstate Runner
Credits
Writer(s): James Fresco
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