where I'm running now, I'm just running on Running on, running on empty Running on, running blind Running on, running into the sun But I'm running behind
You take Sally and I'll take Sue Their ain't no difference between the two Cocaine, running all 'round my brain Headin' down Scott, turnin' up main Looking
Maybe the hardest thing I've ever done Was to walk away from you Leaving behind the life that we'd begun I split myself in two Proud and alone, cold
a movie you can take your pick And it ain't bad work if you can get it But you gotta make it stick But getting any kind of sleep on this rolling motel
I've witnessed those one night stands Must have played in a thousand bands But I'm just here tonight, tomorrow I'll be gone Seen folks show their blacker
pass So she could get in and see the show Well, I sat her down right next to me And I got her a beer While I mixed that sound on stage So the band could
People stay Just a little bit longer We want to play Just a little bit longer Now the promoter don't mind And the union don't mind If we take a little
we got Country and Western on the bus R&B, we got Disco in eight tracks and cassettes in stereo We've got Rural Scenes and Magazines We've got Truckers on
Highways and dance halls, a good song takes you far Your write about the moon and you dream about the stars Blues in old motel rooms, girls in daddy's
When you look over your shoulder And you see the life that you've left behind When you think it's over, do you ever wonder What it is that holds your
'm running now, I'm just running on Running on-running on empty Running on-running blind Running on-running into the sun But I'm running behind Gotta
where I'm running now, I'm just running on Running on - running on empty Running on - running blind Running on - running into the sun But I'm running
翻訳: ジャクソンブラウン. 空の上での実行.
Gary Davis, additional lyrics by Jackson Browne & Glenn Frey) You take Sally and I'll take Sue Their ain't no difference between the two Cocaine, running
(Jackson Browne & Howard Burke) Rolling down 295 out of Portland, Maine Still high from the people up there and feeling no pain Gonna make it to New
(Lowell George, Valerie Carter & Jackson Browne) Maybe the hardest thing I've ever done Was to walk away from you Leaving behind the life that we'd
(Jackson Browne & Donald Miller) She was standing at the load-in When the trucks rolled up She was sniffing all around Like a half grown female pup
