Foot falls heavy on the driveway
Creaking boards in the floor
Staggers to her bedroom
And he closes the door
Ready to run, Ready to run
Little brother tugs my sleeve
Use my hand to cover his mouth
Neither of us dares to breathe
As we sit and wait it out
Ready to run, Ready to run
In a bed that was made for dreams
Listen for Mama’s screams
Hiding under blankets
In our t-shirts and jeans
Ready to run, Ready to run
Blood on her face
From the cuts in her head
Between mе and the devil
I wish he was dеad
Don’t call the law
Go call your grandpa
He’ll know what to do
Ready to run, Ready to run
Outside cover under pine trees
The light eaves the windows
Wait for him to fall asleep
So we can grab our school books and clothes
Ready to run, Ready to run
Sneak to the car drift out of the drive
With no headlights burnin’
Pray this time it is for keeps
And he won’t come get us in the mornin’
Ready to run, Ready to run
Blood on her face
From the cuts in her head
Just between me and the devil
I wish he was dead
Don’t call the law
Go call your grandpa
He’ll know what to do
Ready to run, Ready to run
Creaking boards in the floor
Staggers to her bedroom
And he closes the door
Ready to run, Ready to run
Little brother tugs my sleeve
Use my hand to cover his mouth
Neither of us dares to breathe
As we sit and wait it out
Ready to run, Ready to run
In a bed that was made for dreams
Listen for Mama’s screams
Hiding under blankets
In our t-shirts and jeans
Ready to run, Ready to run
Blood on her face
From the cuts in her head
Between mе and the devil
I wish he was dеad
Don’t call the law
Go call your grandpa
He’ll know what to do
Ready to run, Ready to run
Outside cover under pine trees
The light eaves the windows
Wait for him to fall asleep
So we can grab our school books and clothes
Ready to run, Ready to run
Sneak to the car drift out of the drive
With no headlights burnin’
Pray this time it is for keeps
And he won’t come get us in the mornin’
Ready to run, Ready to run
Blood on her face
From the cuts in her head
Just between me and the devil
I wish he was dead
Don’t call the law
Go call your grandpa
He’ll know what to do
Ready to run, Ready to run
( Reagan Boggs )
www.ChordsAZ.com