George Strait's First 'Run' At His ACM Duet With Miranda Lambert

About the song

Ah, “Run” by George Strait, that’s a tune that takes you right back, doesn’t it? A song that settles into your soul like the dust of a well-worn road, each verse a mile marker on the journey of life and love. For some of us, it might conjure memories of dusty dance halls and twirling under starry skies, the steel guitar cryin’ out like a lonesome heart. For others, it whispers of quiet evenings by the porch swing, the crickets chirpin’ harmony with Strait’s smooth vocals.

“Run” isn’t just a country ballad, it’s a tapestry woven with threads of hope, regret, and the bittersweet beauty of letting go. It tells the story of two souls who shared a love as vast as the Texas sky, but like a tumbleweed in the wind, their paths diverged. There’s a longing in the lyrics, a yearning for what might have been, but also a quiet acceptance that some roads are meant to be run alone.

Strait’s voice, warm as a summer sun, carries the weight of the story. He doesn’t need fancy frills or vocal acrobatics, his emotion pours through in every note, a weathered hand reaching out across the years. The simple melody, with its gentle swing and the mournful wail of the fiddle, mimics the rhythm of a beating heart, sometimes steady, sometimes skipping a beat with the sting of memory.

“Run” isn’t just George Strait’s song, it’s a shared soundtrack for a generation. It’s the anthem for the heart that’s loved and lost, the voice of experience whispering, “Life keeps turnin’, like the wheels of a truck.” It’s the reminder that even when paths diverge, the memories remain, etched in the grooves of our hearts like the words on an old vinyl record.

So, put on your boots, crank up the volume, and let “Run” wash over you. It’s a song that speaks to the soul, regardless of age or experience. It’s a reminder that life, like a good country song, is full of twists and turns, but the melody of love, loss, and hope always finds its way home.

And who knows, maybe somewhere down that dusty road, those two souls will meet again, their paths intersecting once more under a sky full of stars, and the song will pick up where it left off, a timeless melody of love, loss, and the bittersweet beauty of running free.

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Lyrics

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If there's a plane or a bus leaving Dallas
I hope you're on it
If there's a train moving fast down the tracks
I hope you caught it
'Cause I swear out there ain't where you ought to be
So, catch a ride, catch a cab
Don't you know I miss you bad
But don't you walk to me
Baby, run, cut a path across the blue skies
Straight in a straight line
You can't get here fast enough
Find a truck and fire it up
Lean on the gas and off the clutch
Leave Dallas in the dust
I need you in a rush
So, baby, run
If you ain't got a suitcase
Get a box or an old, brown, paper sack
And pack it light or pack it heavy
Take a truck, take a Chevy
Baby, just come back
There's a shortcut to the highway out of town
Why don't you take it?
Don't let that speed limit slow you down
Go on and break it
Baby, run, cut a path across the blue skies
Straight in a straight line
You can't get here fast enough
Find a truck and fire it up
Lean on the gas and off the clutch
Leave Dallas in the dust
I need you in a rush
So, baby, run
Baby, run
Oh baby, run
Baby, run