When I started out to write this song
You and I were walkin' down the highway holdin' hands
I was gonna write about how much
A woman's love can help a man.

But somethin' kinda restless started stirrin' in my body
Before I even got my guitar out
And I'm glad I didn't waste my time writin' all these lovin' lines
I don't feel that way about it now.

The only way to travel is
To hit that big ole road by yourself
A man don't need his back or his brain
Loaded down with someone else.

And when it starts to raining
He don't have to find a shelter
For anybody's, body but his own
Uh huh, the only way to travel is alone.


I guess I just felt sorry for you
Walkin' down the highway in the morning in the cold
Or else why would I let you tag along
And start to searchin' out my soul.

But thank the Lord, the wind came up
And blew a little common sense
Across the sandy deserts of my mind
Now I can leave you standing here and never shed a tear
And live like I should have all the time...