Text: Kingston Trio. Hit and Run.

I was lookin' at the sun, pardon me, I didn't know it can't be done
I was lookin' at the sun, I was lookin' at the sun
I was callin' back my youth, pardon me, did you want to use the booth?
I was callin' back my youth, I was callin' back my youth

I don't listen to the fools that are makin' up the rules
I'm a havin' too much fun
Doin' what I want to, hit and run, doin' what I want to, hit and run
Hit and run, hit and run, hit and run

So my world is made of paint, pardon me, I didn't know that you're a saint
So my world is made of paint, so my world is made of paint
You are lookin' for the truth, pardon me, I think your poodle's on the roof
You are lookin' for the truth, you are lookin' for the truth

I don't listen to the fools that are makin' up the rules
I'm a havin' too much fun
Doin' what I want to, hit and run, doin' what I want to, hit and run
Hit and run, hit and run, hit and run

I may never be that good, pardon me, I never said I ever would
I may never be that good, I may never be that good
I was lookin' at the sun, pardon me, I didn't know it can't be done
I was lookin' at the sun, I was lookin' at the sun, I was lookin' at the sun

I don't listen to the fools that are makin' up the rules
I'm a havin' too much fun
Doin' what I want to, hit and run, doin' what I want to, hit and run
Hit and run, hit and run, hit and run, hit and run, hit and run