Here I go, once again, with my suitcase in my hand
I'm running away down River Road
And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home
I'm chasing my dreams down River Road
Mama said, listen child, you're too old to run wild
You're too big to be fishing with the boys these days
So I grabbed some clothes and ran, stole five dollars from the sugar can
A twelve-year-old Jane, afraid to run away
And here I go, once again, with my suitcase in my hand
And I'm running away down River Road
And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home
I'm chasing my dreams down River Road
Well I married a pretty good man, and he tries to understand
But he knows I've got leaving on my mind these days
When I get that urge to run, I'm just like a kid again
The same old jailbreaker running away
And here I go, once again, with my suitcase in my hand
And I'm running away down River Road
And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home
I'm chasing my dreams down River Road
And I swear, once again, that I'm never coming home