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Runaway Train - Michael Holliday



     
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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

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Born Norman Alexander Milne in Liverpool in 1928, Michael Holliday was, without doubt, a crooner. Often called Britain's Bing his relaxed style was also similar to Perry Como and Val Doonican. He began his working life as a sailor in the Merchant Navy and, while on leave in New York, entered a talent contest at the famous Radio City Music Hall. He won and after he left the navy tried his hand as a singer in the dance halls of his native Liverpool. His break came when he joined the Eric Winstone Orchestra and obtained a solo recording contract with Columbia.

Read more about Michael Holliday on Last.fm.


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