Well you know I asked my mother was it time to make change Just get up in the morning, I'll be drunk all day Mike, we'll talk about this later if we're feeling tough Son I need that old crow, won't you get us some She said run Run 'til your dying day She said run Run, run, run, run, run Suppose the greatest evils can be done by closest kin And mama she a demon with that rolling pin It's like she cannot hear me and she bleeds through her gloves Now go around your uncles and come back with my stuff She said son Run 'til your dying day She said run Run, run, run, run, run Mama's seeing double and she falling down Don't you know it, she done fell through to the cold, cold ground The flies are on the table, place is covered in dust Empty trailer, empty bottle, I'll be gone by dusk God, said I'm running Running 'til my dying day I am running Running 'til my dying day