Kid Runaway - The Rubettes

Boats on the water and fish in the sea

And your head full of visions of new liberty

A seat on the greyhound, a case in your hand

Leaving your family, you don’t understand

That life can be hard on a kid breakaway

She’s got no one to talk to and so much to say

Bats in the belfry, the size of her fears

And the ad’s on the T.V. ain’t what they appear

Your papa is reeling from whisky and hurt

And mama is wishing she’d bought you that skirt

You know there’s no Eldorado in sorrowful flight

And no Disney posters to tell you goodnight

So sing it ah, ah she’s the kid runaway

The lord knows the reasons he’d please us to say

So sing it ah, ah won’t you keep her from pain

And we’ll put all the pieces together again

Her hair in a tangle her life in a mess

And the freeway patrolman he don’t have to guess

And so he buys her a coffee and calls on the phone

We’ve got somebody’s daughter but never your own

You know there’s kid’s on the highway

There’s kid’s on the run but they end in the alley

When all’s said and done

So sing it ah, ah she’s the kid runaway

And the lord only knows why she did what she did

So sing it ah, ah won’t you keep her from pain

And we’ll put all the pieces together again

Ah, ah she’s the kid runaway

The lord knows the reasons he’d please us to say

So sing it ah, ah won’t you keep her from pain

And we’ll put all the pieces together again

Ah, ah if you see her please say

That her family is missing the kid runaway