[PART ONE] Kickin' stones down by the gypsy shacks Along the wrong side of the tracks Steppin' over all the cracks Cross my fingers too Wishing on that lucky day When I finally make my getaway Won't be nothing left to say (no no) Only one thing left to do Just run through the valleys And down through the woods Out in the alleys Past the old neighborhoods (And I know I got) so far to travel And the hour is late But it's out of the darkness When I make my great escape When I make my great escape [PART TWO] He's travellin' down the road tonight His heart is heavy but his load is light He fakes to the left but he moves to the right On a lonely road tonight He moves to the right And he drops a penny into a wishing well Nobody hears him as far as he can tell He sees a thousand other wishes lying there And he rightly wonders if the gods will care If the gods are gonna care So he runs through the valleys And on through the woods Down in the alleys Past the old neighborhoods (And he's got) so far to travel And the hour is late But it's out of the darkness When he makes his great escape When he makes his great escape When he makes his great escape