| Song | Who Can Blame Him |
| Artist | Charlie Landsborough |
| Album | Movin' On |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| He had such a short attention span | |
| He was born with restlessness in his soul | |
| She was well aware from the moment it began | |
| This rollin stone would have to go | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he’s true to his hearts desire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he can’t put out the fire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If his feet were meant to run | |
| If he likes the morning sun upon his back | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track | |
| She could see the sparkle disappear | |
| As things came familiar to his eyes | |
| She could sense time was drawin near | |
| When you want it to stop | |
| Its funny how time flies | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he’s true to his hearts desire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he can’t put out the fire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If his feet were meant to run | |
| If he likes the morning sun upon his back | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track | |
| Now he’ll keep her memory near his heart | |
| But he’ll keep his conscious clean | |
| Cause he told no lies and she knew right from the start | |
| He could never be tied to a | |
| Nine to Five routine | |
| Now we all have our addictions | |
| And wonder lust is one | |
| Some cherish their restrictions | |
| They stop and stare but he liked movin on | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he’s true to his hearts desire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he can’t put out the fire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If his feet were meant to run | |
| If he likes the morning sun upon his back | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track |
| He had such a short attention span | |
| He was born with restlessness in his soul | |
| She was well aware from the moment it began | |
| This rollin stone would have to go | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he' s true to his hearts desire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he can' t put out the fire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If his feet were meant to run | |
| If he likes the morning sun upon his back | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track | |
| She could see the sparkle disappear | |
| As things came familiar to his eyes | |
| She could sense time was drawin near | |
| When you want it to stop | |
| Its funny how time flies | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he' s true to his hearts desire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he can' t put out the fire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If his feet were meant to run | |
| If he likes the morning sun upon his back | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track | |
| Now he' ll keep her memory near his heart | |
| But he' ll keep his conscious clean | |
| Cause he told no lies and she knew right from the start | |
| He could never be tied to a | |
| Nine to Five routine | |
| Now we all have our addictions | |
| And wonder lust is one | |
| Some cherish their restrictions | |
| They stop and stare but he liked movin on | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he' s true to his hearts desire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he can' t put out the fire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If his feet were meant to run | |
| If he likes the morning sun upon his back | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track |
| He had such a short attention span | |
| He was born with restlessness in his soul | |
| She was well aware from the moment it began | |
| This rollin stone would have to go | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he' s true to his hearts desire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he can' t put out the fire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If his feet were meant to run | |
| If he likes the morning sun upon his back | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track | |
| She could see the sparkle disappear | |
| As things came familiar to his eyes | |
| She could sense time was drawin near | |
| When you want it to stop | |
| Its funny how time flies | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he' s true to his hearts desire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he can' t put out the fire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If his feet were meant to run | |
| If he likes the morning sun upon his back | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track | |
| Now he' ll keep her memory near his heart | |
| But he' ll keep his conscious clean | |
| Cause he told no lies and she knew right from the start | |
| He could never be tied to a | |
| Nine to Five routine | |
| Now we all have our addictions | |
| And wonder lust is one | |
| Some cherish their restrictions | |
| They stop and stare but he liked movin on | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he' s true to his hearts desire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If he can' t put out the fire | |
| Who can blame him | |
| If his feet were meant to run | |
| If he likes the morning sun upon his back | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track | |
| Well you might as well blame the freight train | |
| For loving the railroad track |