I met two kind people on the road

I was parched and dry from the cold

I've been traveling four days and nights, sir

and I do want to thank you for the ride

and the soup your wife made tasted fine

if it's all the same, I'll be on my way at the next turn

'cause I'm four days gone into running



And my baby is waiting, I hope, sir

After fifteen trucks and an old Ford

and the government madness... I ran away

and I to say, I can't tell you my name

'cause I'm four days gone into running



I can't even go home

Take my baby and run

I got reason to live

I got things I can give



And I'm four days gone into running