Run for the Country - The Replacements

Where you belong

Among the swirling whirling masses

And the hurling throngs

You’re still invited

To the leave them all behind

So take one long last look (girl)

We’re running out of time

Run for the country

You could take my hand

And let the wind be your comb

Together we could roam the land

Run for the country

That’s where you learn

That I’ll be waiting here

If you ever should return

You’ve taken your back train

And I’m just taking my time

Are you really happy baby?

They teach you another lie

You wanted excitement

You wanted a thrill

Can you see the rain turn to snow

Or the sun fit on the hill

Run for the country

You could take my hand (hand) (hand)

And let the wind be your comb

Together we might roam this land

Run for the country

That’s where you learn

That I’ve been waiting here

For the day you will return

A hundred miles from home

I told you one hundred times

Not to roam

I don’t need no pity

And I don’t need no daily grind

Just one more you’re in the city baby

It’s bound to change your mind

Run for the country

You can take my hand

Oh let the wind be your comb

Together we could roam the land

Run for the country

That’s where you learn

That I am waiting here

For the day you will return

I’m still waiting here

The day that you will return