Текстове на песни: Paul McCartney. Back In The U.S.. Band On The Run.

Stuck inside these four walls
Sent inside forever
Never seeing no one nice again like you
Mama you, mama you

If I ever get out of here
Thought of giving it all away
To a registered charity
All I need is a pint a day
If I ever get out of here
If we ever get out of here

Well, the rain exploded with a mighty crash
As we fell into the sun
And the first one said to the second one there
I hope, you're having fun

Band on the run
Band on the run
And the jailer man and Sailor Sam
Were searching every one

For the band on the run
For the band on the run
Band on the run
Band on the run

Well, the undertaker drew a heavy sigh
Seeing no one else had come
And a bell was ringing in the village square
For the rabbits on the run

Band on the run
Band on the run
And the jailer man and Sailor Sam
Were searching every one

For the band on the run
Band on the run
Band on the run
Band on the run

Yeah, band on the run
The band on the run

Well, the night was falling as the desert world
Began to settle down
In the town they're searching for you every where
But we never will be found, oh no

Band on the run
Band on the run
And the county judge who held a grudge
Will search for evermore

For the band on the run
For the band on the run
Band on the run
Band on the run