Run, Baby, Run (Live From Parco Novi Sad, Modena, Italy+1996)

作词:David Francis Baerwald

作曲:David Francis Baerwald

所属专辑:Hits And Rarities

歌词

歌曲名 Run, Baby, Run (Live From Parco Novi Sad, Modena, Italy+1996)

歌手名 Sheryl Crow+Eric Clapton+Lorchestra Filarmonica Di Torino+Jose Molina

作词:Sheryl Crow+Bill Bottrell+David Francis Baerwald

作曲:Sheryl Crow+Bill Bottrell+David Francis Baerwald

She was born in november 1963

The day that aldous huxley died

And her mama believed

That every man could be free

So her mama got high high high

And her daddy marched on birmingham

Singing mighty protest songs

And he pictured all the places

He knew that she'd belong

But he failed and taught her young

The only thing she'd need to carry on

He taught her how to

Run baby run baby run baby run Baby run

Run baby run baby run baby run Baby run

Past the arms of the familiar

And their talk of unfamiliar ways

To the comfort of the strangers

Slipping out before they say

So long

Baby loves to run

She counts out all her money

In the taxi on the way to meet her plane

She stares hopeful out the window

At the workers fighting

Through the pouring rain

She's searching through the stations

For an unfamiliar song

And she's pictures all the places

Where she knows she still belongs

And she smiles the secret smile

Because she knows exactly how

To carry on

So run baby run baby run baby run Baby run

So run baby run baby run baby run Baby run

From the old familiar faces

And their old familiar ways

To the comfort of the strangers

Slipping out before they say

So long

Baby loves to run

She's searching through the stations

For an unfamiliar song

And she's pictures all the places

Where she knows she still belongs

And she smiles the secret smile

Because she knows exactly how

To carry on

So run baby run baby run baby run

So run baby run baby run baby run Baby run

So run baby run baby run baby run Baby run

So run baby run baby run baby run

So run baby run baby run baby run Baby run

From their old familiar faces and their old familiar ways

To the comfort of the strangers and slipping out before they say

So long and baby loves to run

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