He's running from what he doesn't know
He's hiding from what he's afraid to show
With his guitar upon his shoulder
All he can do is get a little older fast

The vagabond, running forever
Roaming the streets, searching for treasure
All alone, sitting on his corner
When he goes he knows that there won't be single mourner

He's running from what he doesn't know
He's hiding from what he's afraid to show
With his guitar upon his shoulder
All he can do is get a little older fast

He goes wherever the wind blows
Trying to get high but always ends up low
You see him in the street just asking for a chance
But all you give him is another dirty glance

He's running from what he doesn't know
He's hiding from what he's afraid to show
With his guitar upon his shoulder
All he can do is get a little older fast

And in the bitter cold he holds his only friend
With it he'll play his songs until the very end
He plays his solemn for everyone to hear
The lonely serenader sheds another tear

He's running from what he doesn't know
He's hiding from what he's afraid to show
With his guitar upon his shoulder
All he can do is get a little older fast

You see him on every corner everywhere you go
And every time you see him you just want to know
How'd you get here? Where's the life you used to lead?
He just starts to play again, his heart begins to bleed

He's running from what he doesn't know
He's hiding from what he's afraid to show
With his guitar upon his shoulder
All he can do is get a little older fast

He's running from what he doesn't know
He's hiding from what he's afraid to show
With his guitar upon his shoulder
All he can do is get a little older fast


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