Run for Home (Live at Newcastle City Hall 1995)

I've travelled the land with a guitar in my hand

And an eye ever open for some fun

I've made some mistakes, had my share of the breaks

Seen the boys on the make and on the bum

Run for home, run as fast as I can

Whoa, running man, running for home

Run for home, run as fast as I can

Whoa, running man, running for home

I've seen all the frowns on the faces of the clowns

And the downs that they take just to be free

And I've seen all the girls in their pretty frocks and curls

But they don't mean a lot to me

Run for home, run as fast as I can

Whoa, running man, running for home

I've been to the places in town where the faces

Hang round just to stare at each other

I've looned with them, screamed at the moon, behaved like a buffoon

But I soon discovered

Run for home, run as fast as I can

Whoa, running man, running for home

Run for home, run as fast as I can

Whoa, running man, running for home

Run for home, run as fast as I can

Whoa, running man, running for home