[PART ONE]





Kickin' stones down by the gypsy shacks

Along the wrong side of the tracks

Steppin' over all the cracks

Cross my fingers too



Wishing on that lucky day

When I finally make my getaway

Won't be nothing left to say (no no)

Only one thing left to do



Just run through the valleys

And down through the woods

Out in the alleys

Past the old neighborhoods

(And I know I got) so far to travel

And the hour is late

But it's out of the darkness

When I make my great escape

When I make my great escape





[PART TWO]

He's travellin' down the road tonight

His heart is heavy but his load is light

He fakes to the left but he moves to the right

On a lonely road tonight

He moves to the right



And he drops a penny into a wishing well

Nobody hears him as far as he can tell

He sees a thousand other wishes lying there

And he rightly wonders if the gods will care

If the gods are gonna care



So he runs through the valleys

And on through the woods

Down in the alleys

Past the old neighborhoods

(And he's got) so far to travel

And the hour is late

But it's out of the darkness

When he makes his great escape

When he makes his great escape



When he makes his great escape