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Just Sixteen A Pickup Truck

Out Of Money Out Of Luck

I Got No Place To Call My Own

Hit The Gas And Here I Go

 

I'm Running Free Yeah, I'm Running Free

I'm Running Free Yeah, I'm Running Free

 

Spend The Night In L. I Jail

Listen To The Sirens Wail

But They Aint Got A Thing Of Me

I'm Running Wild I'm Running Free

 

I'm Running Free Yeah, I'm Running Free

I'm Running Free Yeah, I'm Running Free

 

Pulled Her At The Bottle Top

Whiskey Dancing Disco Hop

And All The Boys Are After Me

And That's The Way It's Gonna Be

 

I'm Running Free Yeah, I'm running Free

I'm Running Free Yeah, I'm running Free

 

 

 

The white man came across the sea

He brought us pain and misery

He killed our tribe, he killed our creed

He took our game for his own need

We fought him hard, we fought him well

Out on the plains, we gave him Hell

But many came to much for Cree

Oh will we ever be set free?

 

Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes, Galloping hard on the plains

Chasing the Redskins back to their holes

Fighting them at their own game

Murder for freedom, stab in the back

Women and children are cowards, attack!

 

Run to the hills

Run for your lives!

Run to the hills

Run for your lives!

 

Soldier blue in the barren wastes, hunting and killing's the game

Raping the women and wasting the men

The only good Injuns are tame

Selling them whiskey and taking their gold, Enslaving the young and destroying the old!

 

Run to the hills, run for your lives!

Run to the hills, run for your lives!

 

Run to the hills

Run for your lives!

Run to the hills

Run for your lives!