America - James Holladay - Текст песни

James Holladay was a working man 
He made his living on the land 
But living alone was too much to stand 
So Jim found a woman to understand 

Two years passed living in joy 
When out of the blue came a baby boy 
Just to keep up the family name 
Mister Holladay said we'll call him little James 

So you better run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) 
Jim, you gotta get away 
You better better run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) 
Jim, you gotta get away 
You better better run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) 
Jim, you gotta get away (Jim you gotta get away) 

Little James became a working man 
He followed his pa right across the land 
At the end of the day when his work was done 
He'd sit and watch the setting southern sun 

Nineteen years had come and gone 
Little Jimmy had grown up big and strong 
He didn't know that his time had come 
When they handed him a shiny black gun 

So his pa said, run, run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) 
Jim, you gotta getaway 
So you better run, run, run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) 
Jim, you gotta get away 
So you better run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) 
Jim, you gotta get away (Jim you gotta get away) 

Run, run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) 
Jim, you gotta getaway 
You better better run, run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) 
Jim, you gotta get away 
You better better run, run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) 
Jim, you gotta get away 
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