Here I go once again with my suitcase in my handI'm running away down the roadAnd I swear once again that I'm never coming homeI'm chasing my dreams down River RoadMama said now listen childYou're too old to run wildAnd too big to be fishing withMama said now listen childYou're too old to be fishing with the boys these daysSo I packed a bag and ranStole five dollars from the sugar manA twelve year old jailbreaker running awayHere I go once again with my suitcase in my handAnd I'm running awayDown River RoadAnd I swear once again that I'm never coming homeI'm chasing my dreams down River RoadWell I married a pretty good manAnd he tries to understandBut he knows I've gone too farI'm not leaving on my mind these daysWhen I get that urge to runI'm just like a kid againThe same old jailbreaker running awayHere I go once again with my suitcase in my handAnd I swear once again that I'm never coming homeI'm chasing my dreams down River RoadI'm running up and down River RoadAnd I'm running awayDown River RoadI swear once again that I'm never coming homeAnd I swear once again that I'm never coming homeI'm chasing my dreams down River RoadI'm chasing my dreams down River RoadI'm chasing my dreams down River RoadI'm chasing my dreams down River RoadI'm chasing my dreams down River RoadI'm chasing my dreams down River Road© transcript Emily Beynon