(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

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 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

[ guitar - steel ]

I'm lonely but I can't afford the luxury of having one I love to come along

He'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...

[ guitar ]

I'm on the run the highway is my home