Run, run run run run Colorado
Don't stop running till you reach the sea
You'll save your skin if you run Colorado
Don't you put your trust in humanity
He was a man called Colorado
And he came from the Middle West
Strong and wise with a touch for healing
Sickness or trouble well, he knew best
He met a girl who'd fallen prey to an
Evil men who messed her life
And though he knew her reputation
He said "Girl, want you be my wife"
For he was a man who saw the good
Even when no others could
And she loved him like she loved no man before
He took her to a preacher-man
And said 'Help us marry if you can"
But the preacher shook his head
And said You better run, run run run run Colorado
Don't stop running till you reach the sea
You'll save your skin if you run Colorado
Don't you put your trust in humanity
Nothing could shake his resolution
So one fine day at Southern Town
The bells rang out to call the people
To share in all the joy and the love he'd found
In the church the congregation
Waited while the organ played
Out in the square men stopped Colorado
Said: "Sorry, boy, you're gonna be delayed"
He said "My friend, someone told you wrong"
Good grief Man, you don't belong in this town, man, and that girl is not for you.
If you're not gone by the stroke of three
We'll swing up from the nearest tree.
And you'll leave a widowed bride behind you"
What'cha you gonna do gonna run Colorado?
Are you gonna run till you reach the sea?
What'cha gonna do gonna run Colorado?
Or will you still be here on the stroke of three
Don't stop running till you reach the sea
You'll save your skin if you run Colorado
Don't you put your trust in humanity
He was a man called Colorado
And he came from the Middle West
Strong and wise with a touch for healing
Sickness or trouble well, he knew best
He met a girl who'd fallen prey to an
Evil men who messed her life
And though he knew her reputation
He said "Girl, want you be my wife"
For he was a man who saw the good
Even when no others could
And she loved him like she loved no man before
He took her to a preacher-man
And said 'Help us marry if you can"
But the preacher shook his head
And said You better run, run run run run Colorado
Don't stop running till you reach the sea
You'll save your skin if you run Colorado
Don't you put your trust in humanity
Nothing could shake his resolution
So one fine day at Southern Town
The bells rang out to call the people
To share in all the joy and the love he'd found
In the church the congregation
Waited while the organ played
Out in the square men stopped Colorado
Said: "Sorry, boy, you're gonna be delayed"
He said "My friend, someone told you wrong"
Good grief Man, you don't belong in this town, man, and that girl is not for you.
If you're not gone by the stroke of three
We'll swing up from the nearest tree.
And you'll leave a widowed bride behind you"
What'cha you gonna do gonna run Colorado?
Are you gonna run till you reach the sea?
What'cha gonna do gonna run Colorado?
Or will you still be here on the stroke of three