You leave in the morning with everything you own in a little black case
Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Mother will never understand why you had to leave
But the answers you seek will never be found at home
the answers you seek will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Cry, boy
Cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy
Cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy
Cry, boy, cry
Cry
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