When I was a young boy living in the cityAll I did was run, run, run, run, runStaring at the lights, they look so prettyMomma said, "Son, son, son, son, son""You're gonna grow up, you're gonna get old""All that glitters don't turn to gold""But until then, just have your fun""Boy, run, run, run, run, run"Yeah, run, run, runRun, run, runWhen I was a young kid living in the cityAll I did was pay, pay, pay, pay, payAnd every single dime that good Lord gave meI could make it last three, four, five daysLiving it up but living down lowChasing that luck before I get oldAnd looking back, oh, we had some funBoy, run, run, run, run, runThey tell you that the sky might fallThey'll say that you might lose it allSo I run until I hit that wallYeah, I learned my lesson, count my blessingsLook to the rising sun and run, run, run