E5 Ab5 She was born in November 1963 the day Aldous Huxley died F#5 And her mama believed that every man could be free A5 So her mama got high, high, high C5 And her daddy marched on Birmingham singing mighty protest songs A5 And he pictured all the places where he knew that she belonged F5 Bb5 B5 ?stop- But he failed and taught her young the only thing she's need to carry on... He taught her how to E5 C#5 Ab5 B5 Run baby run baby run baby run baby run A5 C5 Past the arms of the familiar and their talk of better days A5 C5 D5 B5 To the comfort of the strangers slipping out before they say so long E5 Baby loves to run E5 Ab5 She counts out all her money in the taxi on the way to meet her plane F#5 Stares hopeful out the window at the workers fighting A5 Through the pouring rain C5 And she's searching through the stations for an unfamiliar song A5 And she's pictures all the places where she knows she still belongs F5 Bb5 B5 ?stop- And she smiles the secret smile because she knows exactly how To carry on... E5 C#5 Ab5 B5 So run baby run baby run baby run baby run A5 C5 From the old familiar faces and their old familiar ways A5 C5 D5 B5 To the comfort of the strangers slipping out before they say so long E5 Baby loves to run
