RUNNING THE STREET by Tom Jensen
Listen son your future is placed inside your hands
If you're gonna go out and run the street
If you ain't found what you want by midnight
Go on home and get some sleep
You got to get your rest
If you’re gonna last in this game
There’s no room for impostors
There was only one Jesse James
Running in the street
The devil's biting at your feet
With every corner that you turn
There's always something new to meet
Running for your life
When the moon is bright
Hiding 'neath the shadows
In the middle of the night
With your feet racing so fast
It's so hard to tell where you've been
Up upon the horizon of Heaven
Down on the edge of sin
Either lying on the sidewalk
Or standing atop a ledge
Always one extreme
You're never ever in between