Mama said, listen child You're too old to run wild
You're to big to be fishin' with the boys these days
So I grabed some clothes and I ran
Stole five dollars from a sugar can
A twelve year old jail breaker runnin' away

Here I go once again With my suitcase in my hand
I'm running away down River Road
And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home
I'm chasing my dreams down River Road

Well, I married a pretty good man And he tries to understand
But he knows I've got leavin' on my mind these days
When I get that urge to roam I'm just like a kid again
The same old jail breaker runnin' away
Here I go once again With my suitcase in my hand
I'm running away down River Road
And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home
I'm chasing my dreams down River Road