Run, Baby, Run - Sheryl Crow

She was born in November 1963The day Aldous Huxley diedAnd her mama believedThat every man could be freeSo her mama got high, high, highAnd her daddy marched on BirminghamSinging mighty protest songsAnd he pictured all the placesThat he knew that she belongedBut he failed and taught her youngThe only thing she's need to carry onHe taught her how toRun baby run baby run baby runBaby runPast the arms of the familiarAnd their talk of better daysTo the comfort of the strangersSlipping out before they sayso longBaby loves to run[Run, Baby, Run lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]She counts out all her moneyIn the taxi on the way to meet her planeStares hopeful out the windowAt the workers fightingThrough the pouring rainShe's searching through the stationsFor an unfamiliar songAnd she's pictures all the placesWhere she knows she still belongsAnd she smiles the secret smileBecause she knows exactly howTo carry onSo run baby run baby run baby runBaby runFrom the old familiar faces andTheir old familiar waysTo the comfort of the strangersSlipping out before they saySo longBaby loves to run