I met two kind people on the road I was parched and dry from the cold I've been travelin' four days and nights, sir And I do want to thank you for the ride, sir And the soup your wife made tasted fine If it's all the same, I'll be on my way at the next turn And I'm three miles shy from my town And my baby is waitin', I hope, sir After fifteen trucks and an old Ford And the government madness, I ran away And I hate to say I can't tell you my name 'Cause I'm four days gone into runnin' I can't even go home Take my baby and run I got reason to live I got the things I can give And I'm four days gone into runnin'