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Текст: Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers. Southern Accents. Dogs On The Run.

Well we come with what was on our back
Yeah, when the leaves had died and all turned black
Back when the wind was cold and blew them 'round
When we laid our blankets on the ground

Yeah and I woke up feelin' hungry
Lookin' straight into the sun
And left a cold night on the ground
Like a dog on the run, yeah

I fell overboard and washed up on the beach
Let the waves and sand roll over me
I was helped to be home of a young bleached blonde

Who said, "Honey I discovered early in life there's ways of getting
Anything I want, some of us are different
It's just something in our blood, there's no need for explanations
We're just dogs on the run"
It's just dogs on the run

Yes, the room was painted blue and gray
All my meals were served on a silver tray
Yes she would laugh, and light my cigarettes

She said, "Honey ain't it funny how a crowd gathers around
Anyone living life without a net?
And how they'll beg you for the answer
But it won't ever be enough, there's no way you could ever tell 'em
It's just dogs on the run"

It's just dogs on the run
It's just dogs on the run, baby
Like a dog on the run
Yeah, like a dog, like a dog
Like a dog on the run, yeah