Hit the Ground Running

Now I don’t know where I’m going
Though there was some nice folk there
I had to leave the country
Or learn to tell the same story
A bitter man rots from within
All I know is I’ll hit the ground running

Hit the ground running
I couldn’t memorize a century of slang
I had to leave the country
Though there was some nice folk there
The bitterness is a lowest sin
And now I don’t know where I’m going
Though there was some nice folk there

Now I don’t know where I’m going
I was raised in a pit of snakes
Blink your eyes, I was raised on cake

Hit the ground running
Now I don’t know where I’m going
Betting women that will never mend
The bitterness is rotting down
All I know to do is hit the ground running

They ride the roads as they bend

All I know is I’ll hit the ground running
Only cowboys and southern gentlemen
As they bend to their dead ends
All I know is I’ll hit the ground running
I had to leave the country
Again and again and again, oh

I’ve seen his smile, yellow and brown