First time I met him
He was working at a radio station
Had on a second hand suit that was faded
Slicked back hair and a veneer grin
Looked like a used car salesman
Good old Tommy
You know he never had a real fair shake
You know his daddy made a lot of mistakes
Made him do things that the devil wouldn't do with his little sister
Well I heard that he'd lost it
Walked into a bar and he robbed it
Stole a car, killed a man
And then he took off with the bread in his pocket
Run, Tommy run
Run from your bad reputation
Run, Tommy run
Hide from your sad situation
You never had a chance at redemption
The life that you were given locked you in that prison from day one
So run, Tommy run
I remember one time
Tommy sat down at the piano
Played me a song, a little tune that he wrote
I never knew he was such a damn good singer
Man, he could have had a future
But he fled
To Missouri for a different kind of ending
And now he'll never make his wife and kids happy
Strung out on dope and looking for a remedy, amphetamines
Well, the TV said he robbed a pharmacy
Got in a shootout with the Springfield police
Took a bullet to the chest as he stumbled to his death on the concrete
Run, Tommy run
Run from your bad reputation
Run, Tommy run
Hide from your sad situations
You never had a shot at redemption
The life that you were given locked you in a prison from day one
So run, Tommy run
♪
Run, Tommy run
Run from your bad reputation
Run, Tommy run
Hide from your sad situations
You never had a shot at redemption
The life that you were given locked to in that prison from day one
So run, Tommy run
♪
Run, Tommy run
Run, Tommy run
Run, Tommy run
Run, Tommy run