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[Verse 1] Well, I was born in Carolina, way back in the swamp I was a happy country boy until television came along It showed them far away places and it sho was a bitch Beause every time I'd quit my traveling Well, my feet would start to itch So I borrowed my daddy's suitcase and picked up my guitar I walked up the highway and flagged down a car I hitchhiked out to Kansas City just as far as I could My life was all before me and that highway sure looked good
[Chorus] Gimme that highway, better go my way Crank up the big wheels, let 'em roll on I'm moving like a fast train, gimme that passing lane And I'm gone, I'm packing my load a little farther down the road
[Verse 2] I moved on down to Dallas soon as I got the chance I was playing funky music for them city folks to dance And I had money in my pocket, I had fun in my bed But I've been here a year now and it's getting to my head Because I've been rocked into ruin, I've been discoed to death I've been funk rocked and punk rocked 'til I can't catch my breath I've been ragged until I'm ragged, I've been new waved 'til I'm blind But I've got a solution for my funky state of mind
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