Running blind by Randy Travis
At a quick shop somewhere west of Albuquerque
Got a tank of gas, a cold drink and a beef jerky
The cashier she gave me a smile
So I stood there and I talked to her awhile.
She said, ''Where you headed, I hope I get there soon
I seen 'em all day long from 4 a.m. to noon
Some are runnin' from, some are running to
Some are runnin' blind, Lord which one are you?''
''Well'', I said, ''It don't 'pear to to me to be cut and dried
You don't know me from Adam, can it be so black and white.''
I said, ''I got a plan you see, I got it figured out.
How can you be so sure my dear, what I'm all about?''
She said, ''I've stood in this window for 27 years
I can tell you cash or credit, I can tell your brand of beer
I can tell you who's a liar and the truth is plain to see
That's you last $20 and don't ya lie to me.''
''There's a girl in Albuquerque cryin', ain't there
And you're standing in a quick shop lyin', ain't ya
She handed back my $20, said, '' You know what to do
If you drive steady son, you'll be home this afternoon
And I hate to judge you, I don't mean to seem unkind
But there ain't no use in runnin' if you're only runnin' blind,''
''Ah, there ain't no use in running if you're only runnin' blind.''...