Well, I sold my guitar for a diamond ring Yeah the preacher's daughter's got a thing for me With all of our stuff in a pick up truck Yeah we're headed out west in a cloud of dust [Chorus] Runaway baby like a runaway train Like a train comin' off the tracks Runaway baby like a runaway train Runaway and never look back Runaway and never look back Well, it's a Vegas weddin' at the break of day By a magistrate dressed in blue suede Lost all of our cash on a roll of the bones Had to pawn that ring just to get back home [Chorus] In a cheap motel on the county line Sneakin' back into town in the black of night I heard the preacher screamin' through the motel door Yeah he's cursin' my soul in the name of the Lord Runaway baby like a runaway train Like a train comin' off the tracks Runaway baby like a runaway train Runaway and never look back Runaway baby like a runaway train Like a train comin' off the tracks Runaway baby like a runaway train Runaway and never look back Runaway and never look back Runaway and never look back, yeah