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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Sheryl Crow
Sheryl Crow
Stimme und Gesang
Lucius
Lucius
Stimme und Gesang
Audley Freed
Audley Freed
E-Gitarre
Peter Stroud
Peter Stroud
E-Gitarre
Josh Grange
Josh Grange
Pedal-Steel-Gitarre
Robert Kearns
Robert Kearns
Bassgitarre
Jen Gunderman
Jen Gunderman
Klavier
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Sheryl Crow
Sheryl Crow
Komponist:in
Bottrell Bill
Bottrell Bill
Komponist:in
David Baerwald
David Baerwald
Komponist:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She was born in November 1963
The day Aldous Huxley died
And her mama believed
Every man could be free
So her mama got high, high, high
And her daddy marched on Birmingham
Singing mighty protest songs
And he pictured all the places
Where he knew that she belonged
He failed and taught her young
The only thing she'd need to know to carry on
He taught her how to
[Chorus]
Run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run
Run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run
Past the arms of the familiar
And their talk of better days
To the comfort of the strangers
Slipping out before they say
So long
Baby loves to run
[Instrumental]
She counts out all her money
In the taxi on the way to meet her plane
She stares hopeful out the window
At the workers fight through the pouring rain
And she's searching through the stations
For an unfamiliar song
And she's thinking about the places
Where she knows she still belongs
She smiles the secret smile
That's sure she knows exactly how
To carry on
[Chorus]
Run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run
Run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run
From the old familiar faces and
Their old familiar ways
To the comfort of the strangers
Slipping out before they say
So long
Baby loves to run
[Instrumental]
And she's searching through the stations
For an unfamiliar song
And she pictures all the places
She knows she still belongs
She smiles the secret smile
Because she knows exactly how
To carry on
[Chorus]
Oh, run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run
Run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run
Run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run
Run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run, baby, run
[Outro]
'Cause the arms of the familiar
And their old familiar ways
To the comfort of the strangers
Slipping out before they say
So long
Ohh, yeah
Baby sure loves to run
Baby loves to run
Written by: Bill Bottrell, David Baerwald, Sheryl Crow
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