by
Robert Hunter
Reprinted with permission from
Ice Nine Publishing which holds the copyright.
Always been one of my favs... love the bit about bein' chicken to die... and the thing about love's other face.
And of course the classic philosophy of "all good things in all good time"
Run,run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes.
Meddle, meddle, friend of mine,
all good things in all good time.
Reach for the
sun, catch hold of the
moon.
That ball too heavy, but what can you do.
Reach for the stars, smack into the sky.
You don't want to live but
you're chicken to die.
Ohhh, you're chicken to die.
Run, run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens the sooner it closes.
Meddle, meddle, friend of mine, all good things in all good time.
Run for the money, caught short on the rent.
Big ideas, but the cash is all spent.
The trouble with
love is it's other face.
You just want a cup, but you don't want to race.
No, you don't want to race.
Run,run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes.
Meddle, meddle, friend of mine, all good things in all good time.
Run for the roses, get caught on the briar.
You wanted to love, next thing there's a fire.
You got the
Do Re, I got the
Mi.
I got the notion we're all at sea.
Yes, we're all at sea.
Run, run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes.
Meddle, meddle, friend of mine, all good things in all good time.