James Taylor - Runaway Boy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
Fetch down the fiddle, rosin up the bow, don't play me nothing on the radio
Don't make me remember the Alamo, I'm feeling like a little bit of Cotton Eyed Joe
No raging Cajun crawfish stew, fat batter coming in a Lumalamalu
Boy howdy and howdy damn do, something like fine setting eyes on you
Let me come down, I won't never go back up again, oh, hold me down
Let me come home, I won't never go away no more, oh let me come down
In a younger day back in Tennessee, the muddy Mississippi used to call to me
Float on a river and set yourself free
Run from the farm and the family tree, run from the runaway boy
So I've been all the places that I ever want to be, I've seen all the people that I ever want to see
I'm sick and tired of being lonely and free, I'm ready today for what's waiting on me
I'm got to give up believing I was born to run, stop acting like a man that gets shot from a gun
I'm putting down roots, I want to soak up sun and stay right here until my days are done
Let me back down, I will never go up again. Hold me down, tie me on down
Let me go home, I will never go away no more, oh let me come home, oh let me go down