Well, your Daddy died at 18

While you were on the way

And your Mama worked to feed you

She said herself to pay

She left a stray-kid to run

A little stray-kid to run

Hey little stray-kid better run

In the rich man's fire

In the rich man's fire



Stray-kid you'd better run

Stray-kid he's got a gun

Stray-kid you'd better run

You'd better run, better run



Barefoot boy you're just a bigger

And if you steal you'll die

Know your brothers and your sisters

Will sell you for a dime

Hey little stray-kid better run

In the rich man's fire

In the rich man's fire



Stray-kid you'd better run

Stray-kid he's got a gun

Stray-kid you'd better run

You'd better run, better run



You saw your friend shot in the back

And the beach slowly turned to red

The sun went down and blushed the sky

And the world just sunk into blood



Stray-kid you'd better run

Stray-kid he's got a gun

Stray-kid you'd better run

You'd better run, better run