He's a Runner

He’s a runner, and he’ll run away — Soon there’ll be no man…
Woman ain’t been born who can make him stay;
Woman, get away while you can…
He’s a runner…
He’s a runner, and he’ll run away with the midnight train;
Woman ain’t been born who can make him stay
Come the judgment day, come the rain…
He’s a runner…
There’ll come the running — He’ll know he’s got to;
Don’t ask him not to, or «Why, oh why?
Why did you leave me and run off with tomorrow? Now I’m in chains till I die…»
He’s a runner, and he’ll run away — Soon there’ll be no man…
Woman ain’t been born who can make him stay;
Woman, get away while you can…
He’s a runner, he’s a runner, and he’s got to run
He’s got to run away…
He’s a runner…