Hayrunner Songtext
von Sara Storer

Hey, I would give it back
To shake that hand again
I put my life on hold, my friend
I′d spend every second of my day
While the sun still shines
I'd give him all my hay

I, would turn this truck around
Even if the rode it had
20 inches and was real
Then I′d spend every second of my day
I'd pull this rig out with my own hands
To give him all my hay

What do you think that kokkie felt?
Did he shoot his cattle first
Before he turned it on himself?
Did that politician ache
When he heard the farmer's fate?
Or did he shrug and walk away?
I really think so


′Cause I′m a runner, a hay runner
A Buramudic hay runner, I'm a runner
A hay runner, a Buramudic hay runner
I′m a runner

200 Ks I've cried
Why a strain of stock food in the park
But all those starving cattle in the yard
Were the last seconds of his day
And if his son still shine
Oh, I give him all my hay

What do you think that kokkie felt?
Did he shoot his cattle first
Before he turned it on himself?
Did that politician ache
When he heard the farmer′s fate?
Or did he shrug and walk away?
I really think so

'Cause I′m a runner, a hay runner
A Buramudic hay runner, I'm a runner
A hay runner, a Buramudic hay runner
I'm a runner (I′m a runner)


What do you think that farmer felt (a hay runner)
Before he turned it on himself? (A hay runner, a hay runner)
Did that politician ache? (A hay runner)
Or did she shrug and walk away? (A hay runner)
I really think so

′Cause I'm a runner, a hay runner
A Buramudic hay runner, I′m a runner
A hay runner, a Buramudic hay runner
I'm a runner