Hit And Run - The Kingston Trio

John Stewart

I was lookin’at the sun.

Pardon me, I didn’t know it can’t be done.

I was lookin’at the sun.

I was lookin’at the sun.

I was callin’back my youth.

Pardon me, did you want to use the booth?

I was callin’back my youth.

I was callin’back my youth.

I don’t listen to the fools that are makin’up the rules.

I’m a-havin'too much

fun.

Doin’what I wanta, hit and run.

Doin’what I wanta hit and run.

Hit and run.

Hit and run.

Hit and run.

So my world is made of paint, pardon me, I didn’t know that you’re a saint.

So my world is made of paint.

So my world is made of paint.

You are lookin’for the truth.

Pardon me, I think your poodles on the roof.

You are lookin’for the truth.

You are lookin’for the truth.

I may never be that good.

Pardon me, I never said I ever would.

I may never be that good.

I may never be that good.

(Repeat first verse and chorus)