These feet need to feel foreign soil beneath their heels And dance with leaves upon my laces Waking the weary in worn out places Ive split my mind in two to try Help reach reasons justified My only choice to ask or lie Which lays best in a blind mans eye Run boy, Come man Roam as far and wide you can Run boy, Come man Its not you mother, and its not you dad Run boy, Come man Home is going no where I'lll write home of distant news Sing new songs of new highway blues I've seen you write, then seen you run But not to fear, the cowards won Run boy, Come man Roam as far and wide you can Run boy, Come man Its not you mother, and its not you dad Run boy, Come man Home is going no where Home is going no where Home is going no where man Run boy, Come man Roam as far and wide you can Run boy, Come man Its not you mother, and its not you dad Run boy, Come man Home is going no where Close