Just outside of oklahoma city buckled down and riding in the cold The sign she held said “anywhere you’re going”, And i picked up a runaway on the road
And i can see her gold hair flowin’ in the wind I can hear that motorcycle whine Grinding to a standstill Stopping by the roadside And i can feel her body next to mine
She said she’d left her high school and a family Traded in her daddy’s limousines For a bedroll and extra pair of scandals Blue sweater and a pair of worn out jeans
She was leaving me due west of albuquerque Said she had some friends in santa fe When a chauffeured cadillac rolled up beside her And headed eastbound with my runaway
