Running Man’s Bible

You're with me tonight on this dark highway
We've run it together so many times
We've run it for money, we've run it for music
We've run it to pay for our innocent crimes

I took on my father and I'm still walking
Took on all comers in some shape or form
And I see with the eyes of something wounded
Something still standing after the storm

Here's one to glory and survival
And staying alive
It's the running man's bible

I been next in line, I been next to nothing
Been next to bystanders who should have said something
It was not in my vision, it was not in my mind
To return from a mission a man left behind

Here's one to glory and survival
And staying alive
It's the running man's bible

I don't speak of the times I've nearly died
I don't speak of outlasting those who are gone
Or the things I've done I care not to remember
Or the desperate measures that might have been wrong

Honey, here's one to glory, here's to bad weather
And all the hard things we've been through together
Here's to the golden rule and survival
And to staying alive, it's the running man's bible

Here's one to glory and survival
And staying alive
It's the running man's bible
It's the running man's bible
It's the running man's bible