When she told him that she was leaving in the morning
His eyes lit up like a new day dawning
25 years he'd been living on a prison rock pile.
He couldn't hold back the enthusiasm
His body shook with a giggling spasm
He went for a walk and didn't come back 'til dawn
And she was gone.

The first thing he did was open all the windows,
Aired the house good to get rid of her perfume,
Went to the closet and threw out all that she'd left.
Then away with the sheets of pretty flowers
Bought satin ones made especially for lovers
Traded in the CDs and the good ole stereo
For an i-pod to go.

Now he's a tiger on the run chasing his tail in the mountains,
He's a rabbit on the loose fertilizing and a thumping,
He's an old tom cat with a 25-year yearn
He's a fire that's just starting to burn.

He's living now way down in Alabama
Pickin' and grinnin' singing "O Susanna"
Living a life that suits him to a T,
He only ever wanted to play that country music
Work on his truck and worship on Sunday
But now and then the thoughts come drifting home
Of his time spent alone.

Now he's a tiger on the run chasing his tail in the mountains,
He's a rabbit on the loose fertilizing and a thumping,
He's an old tom cat with a 25 year yearn
He's a fire that's just starting to burn.
Tiger on the run, he's tiger on the run,
Tiger on the run, he's a tiger on the run.
Tiger on the Run.