James Holladay was a working man He made his living on the land But living alone was too much to stand So Jim found a woman to understand Two years passed living in joy When out of the blue came a baby boy Just to keep up the family name Mister Holladay said we'll call him little James So you better run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) Jim, you gotta get away You better better run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) Jim, you gotta get away You better better run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) Jim, you gotta get away (Jim you gotta get away) Little James became a working man He followed his pa right across the land At the end of the day when his work was done He'd sit and watch the setting southern sun Nineteen years had come and gone Little Jimmy had grown up big and strong He didn't know that his time had come When they handed him a shiny black gun So his pa said, run, run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) Jim, you gotta getaway So you better run, run, run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) Jim, you gotta get away So you better run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) Jim, you gotta get away (Jim you gotta get away) Run, run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) Jim, you gotta getaway You better better run, run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) Jim, you gotta get away You better better run, run, run, run, run, run (Jim you gotta get away) Jim, you gotta get away (fade)
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