Oh

Well there’s

Flowers in the winter time

A a cold breeze in late June

My darling ain’t some glitzy queen

But she sure knows how to move

Yes an’ we ran away from Lafayette

Dreaming of Desolation Row

But telephones and graduation gowns

Greeted us wherever we’d go

So run me down

And let me remember

The things that hunt me now

As I run

It’s been nine months now, since I left Houston

Three since I hit Baltimore

I know the rose of San Antoine

Don’t know me anymore

And the shining star of Corpus Christi

She’s been dead for years

So run me down

And let me remember

The things that hunt me now

As I run

We were sitting on the emerald hills

You weren’t asking a thing

I hoped that your mind was there

As I palmed my ring

But you were running, just like me

A hidin’ from your truth

So run me down

And let me remember

The things that hunt me now

As I run