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The Runners

The Heat...
Is getin to mah head
We Need...
A hammock or a bed
I Dream...
Of cool shade under a tree
Thats why we're walkin'...
Walkin' down to ole Tennessee

I Wade...
In the cool waters of the creek
A parade...
Of leeches at mah feet
I Pray...
This river takes us til we're free
That's why we're floatin'...
Down ole Mississippi

We got these margaritas slidin', hidin' inside
Steal a ride with the deft and
Bold runners of white lightning moonshine
Platte Valley, Cat Daddy
Drink 'em down & we'll spin around
Like the old town lonely paddy
Retreat back to TN
With cuisine, fifteen green
& keen to go back again...