Running Woman from Western Pine by Talise

Mama mama
Mama I’ve been running
Mama I’ve been running from the girl with painted hands
Mama mama never taught me praying
We’ll who am I to pray to when I do not understand
Mama mama come and help your baby
I’ve fallen in the river bed it’s carried me from home

After all these years gone by
Have your yearning bones grown tired
Turn your lust from all their lies
And catch your running woman
I’m a running woman mama
Mama listen to your child come find your running woman

Mama mama where did all these years go
I heard you ran through Reno found a castle ‘cross the sea
Mama mama does it make you feel whole to hide from aged pain inside and bury it with greed
Mama mama what is it you’re seeking
I learned it from the best of them to shy from wars within me
When they fill your ears with praise
Shackle you with golden chains
Does it fill that hole the same as mending what is broken
I’m a running woman mama
Turn from all you chase in vain come catch your running woman

• Folk
• folk roots
• gourd banjo
• haunting vocals
• old time
• primitive folk
• Canada