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PERFORMING ARTISTS
JP Harris
JP Harris
Performer
Chance McCoy
Chance McCoy
Performer
Leroy Powell
Leroy Powell
Performer
Mark Sloan
Mark Sloan
Performer
Kellen Wenrich
Kellen Wenrich
Performer
Eric Pollard
Eric Pollard
Performer
The Watson Twins
The Watson Twins
Performer
Kristina Murray
Kristina Murray
Harmony Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Pless Harris
Joshua Pless Harris
Songwriter
JP Harris
JP Harris
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Morgan Jahnig
Morgan Jahnig
Producer

Lyrics

I wanna go to a new town
One with no memories hangin' around
And nothin' there to drag me down
But my own cross that I've made
And find work down at the Labor Ready
It ain't good, boys, and it ain't steady
But I can leave any time I'm ready
Any day now I'll draw my pay
I was born a runaway
Leaving comes natural, that's what they say
I guess I never had the mind to pay
To stayin' nowhere long
Primer grays and sun-bleached golds
The motor's tired but the air blows cold
Turn her down some desert road
And redline it 'til she's done
Gettin' on down at the local bar
Tellin' lies on an old guitar
No last names, no Christmas cards
No one wonderin' where I've gone
I was born a runaway
Leaving comes natural, that's what they say
I guess I never had the mind to pay
To stayin' nowhere long
I was born a runaway
Leaving comes natural, that's what they say
I guess I never had the mind to pay
To stayin' nowhere long
I was born a runaway
After fourteen years, I did one day
I guess I never had the heart to stay
And do right by my wrongs
Written by: Joshua Pless Harris
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