I`m a Lonesome Fugitive — текст песни (Merle Haggard)

Down every road there`s always one more city
I`m on the run, the highway is my home
I raised a lot of cane back in my younger days
While Mama used to pray my crops would fail
I`m a hunted fugitive with just two ways:
Outrun the law or spend my life in jail

I`d like to settle down but they won`t let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there`s always one more city
I`m on the run, the highway is my home

I`m lonely but I can`t afford the luxury
Of having one I love to come along
She`d only slow me down and they`d catch up with me
For he who travels fastest goes alone

I`d like to settle down but they won`t let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there`s always one more city
I`m on the run, the highway is my home

I`m on the run, the highway is my home