August 14, 2010 by admin in The Tragically Hip

Long Time Running

Does you mother tell you things?
Long, long when I’m gone?
Who you talking to?
Is she telling you I’m the one?
It’s a grave mistake and I’m wide awake.

Drive-In’s rained out
Weatherman wet-fingers the sky
He pokes it out, he pulls it in
He don’t know why
It’s the same mistake

It’s been a long time running
It’s been a long time running
It’s well worth the wait

We don’t go anywhere
Just on trips
We haven’t seen a thing
We still don’t know where it is
It’s a safe mistake

It’s been a long time running
It’s been a long time running

Well, well it’s all the same mistake
Dead to rights and wide awake
I’ll drop a caribou, I’ll tell on you
I’ll tell on you, I’ll tell on you

You’ve got a boat-load of nerve
But I would say you’ve been told
You work me against my friends
And you’ll get left out in the cold
It’s the same mistake

It’s been a long time running
It’s been a long time running
It’s been a long, long, long time running
It’s well worth the wait

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