Run, Little Boy, Run (1965) (Gram Parsons) On Gram Parsons - The Early Years Mini CD Run little boy Little boy Catch ‘em on their way Catch the falling leaves Wait little boy Some day Children skip through the summer day And spend their youth not having known That winter is just a skip away And somewhere an old man dies alone Live your life as fast as you can There’s so many things to be done For soon you’ll grow to be a man Run little boy run Run little boy run But death flies in on silent wings Suspended in the chilly air And hovers there a ghostly thing Gazing slowly here and there You know he’s waiting there for you And you never hide your shadow in the sun So stop to see what lies before you and Run little boy run Run little boy run