Down every road there`s always one more city
I`m on the run the highway is my home
Well I raised a lot of cane back in my younger days
While mama used to pray my crops would fail
Now 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 oh 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
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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 to me
For he who travels fastest goes alone
I`d like to settle down...
I`m on the run the highway is my home