Lyrics
Now Moses stood on the Red Sea Shore,
Smote that water with a two-by-four.
Water parted and the people go through,
But the water won’t part for me and you.
You better run, run, run
Run, run, run.
Run to the city of refuge,
You better run, run, run
Oh well the Gospel children down in Egypt land,
Were held right there by old Pharoah’s hand.
Famine hit the land and the water run low,
Well if you’re holdin' any people better let ‘em go.
You better run, run, run
Run, run, run.
Run to the city of refuge,
You better run, run, run
Well Joshua was said to be a mighty foe,
‘Cause he marched right up to old Jericho.
He blows in his horn and the walls fall down,
Better knock down the wall around your home town.
You better run, run, run
Run, run, run.
Run to the city of refuge,
You better run, run, run
Now a long time before they had a cotton gin,
They said they gotta bring a lot of workin' people in.
Carried ‘em over in a slavery boat,
If you bring in any people, better let ‘em vote. Y
You better run, run, run
Run, run, run.
Run to the city of refuge,
You better run, run, run
Now you and me we got a lot to learn
About the trouble that makes this world turn.
We see our neighbors and we judge ‘em hard
Well you better look around in your own back yard.
You better run, run, run
Run, run, run.
Run to the city of refuge,
You better run, run, run
You better run, run, run
Run, run, run.
Run to the city of refuge,
You better run, run, run
You better run, run, run
Run, run, run.
Run to the city -yes, run to the city,
Run, run, run