June fell for Johnny on the 4th of July
As the fireworks popped in the summer sky
With a spark in her eye
She just sat there and stared
As his face lit up to the rockets red glare
By September she'd asked him for a wedding band
How could she know he was a ramblin' man
He walked out the door in the dead of the night
And a sleepy voice whispered as he turned out the light
She said...
Where you gonna go
What ya gonna do when you get there
Who you gonna call
When your road runs out at the sea
Boy, you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do
If you get tired of runnin'
You can turn around and walk back to me
He called her up to say he missed her a lot
Texas panhandle was as far as he got
He'd run out of money
He'd run out of luck
He'd run out of gas in his pickup truck
Hitch a ride, catch a train or a Greyhound bus
'Cause there's a baby on the way and that makes three of us
And I need you here beside me, I can't go it alone
She told him one more time, and then she hung up the phone
Saying...
Where you gonna go
What ya gonna do when you get there
Who you gonna call
When your road runs out at the sea
You know you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do
When you get tired of runnin'
You can turn around and walk back to me
The years just seemed to roll on by them
She missed him more and more every day
That boy grew up to look and act just like him
And she knew someday soon he'd be old enough to fly away
She'd say
Baby, where you gonna go
What you gonna do when you get there
Who you gonna call
When your road runs out at the sea
You know you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do
When you get tired of runnin'
You can turn around and walk back to me
If you ever get tired of runnin'
Turn around and walk back to me
As the fireworks popped in the summer sky
With a spark in her eye
She just sat there and stared
As his face lit up to the rockets red glare
By September she'd asked him for a wedding band
How could she know he was a ramblin' man
He walked out the door in the dead of the night
And a sleepy voice whispered as he turned out the light
She said...
Where you gonna go
What ya gonna do when you get there
Who you gonna call
When your road runs out at the sea
Boy, you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do
If you get tired of runnin'
You can turn around and walk back to me
He called her up to say he missed her a lot
Texas panhandle was as far as he got
He'd run out of money
He'd run out of luck
He'd run out of gas in his pickup truck
Hitch a ride, catch a train or a Greyhound bus
'Cause there's a baby on the way and that makes three of us
And I need you here beside me, I can't go it alone
She told him one more time, and then she hung up the phone
Saying...
Where you gonna go
What ya gonna do when you get there
Who you gonna call
When your road runs out at the sea
You know you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do
When you get tired of runnin'
You can turn around and walk back to me
The years just seemed to roll on by them
She missed him more and more every day
That boy grew up to look and act just like him
And she knew someday soon he'd be old enough to fly away
She'd say
Baby, where you gonna go
What you gonna do when you get there
Who you gonna call
When your road runs out at the sea
You know you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do
When you get tired of runnin'
You can turn around and walk back to me
If you ever get tired of runnin'
Turn around and walk back to me