By Denny Laine If I have to run, I'm not runnin' out on you. If I have to shake a little sand out of my shoes, I'm runnin' from the law, or they'll put me inside. Baby, won't you let me have a little time to hide. Baby, won't you let me have a little time to hide. I've been on the run since the Good Lord knows when, And the day I die, I'll still be runnin' then, Runnin' from the days when I would lay me down and cry. Baby, won't you let me have a little time to hide. Baby, won't you let me have a little time to hide. Will I love you tomorrow? Yes, I will; my love, Oh yes I will, my love. Will I beg, steal or borrow? Yes, I will; my love, Oh yes I will, my love. To spend a little time happy to be by your side. Baby, won't you let me have a little time to hide. If I have to run, I'm not runnin' out on you. If I have to shake a little sand out of my shoes, I'm runnin' from the law, or they'll put me inside. Baby, won't you let me have a little time, Baby, won't you let me have a little time,
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