The Running Kind

(One, two, three, four) I was born the runnin' kind With leavin' always on my mind Home was never home to me at any time Every front door found me hopin' I would find the back door open There just had to be an exit For the runnin' kind Within me there's a prison Surroundin' me alone As real as any dungeon with walls of stone I know running's not the answer Though runnin's been my nature And the thing in me That keeps me movin' on I was born the runnin' kind With leavin' always on my mind Home was never home to me at any time Every front door found me hopin' I would find the back door open There just had to be an exit For the runnin' kind I was born the runnin' kind With leavin' always on my mind Home was never home to me at any time Every front door found me hopin' I would find the back door open There just had to be an exit For the runnin' kind --- The Running Kind - Johnny Cash and Tom Petty