Lyrics:
His guitar swung across his backHis dusty boots is his cadillacFlamin' hair just a-blowin' in the wind ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sinHe left home when he was seventeenThe rest of the world he had longed to seeAnd everybos knows bossA rolling stone gathers no mossNow you'd probly call him a trampBut it goes a little deeper than thatHe's a highway chileNow Some people say he had a girl back homemessed around and did a bit a wrongThey me tell it kinda hurt him bad Kinda made him feel pretty sadI couldn't say what went through his mindAnyway he left the world behindEverybody knows the same old storyin love or war you can lose your gloryNow you'd probably a-call him a trampBut I know it goes a little deeper than thatHe's a highway chileWalk on brother His old guitar slung across his backHis dusty boots is his cadillacFlamin' hair just a-blowin' in the windain't seen a bed in so long it's a sinNow you may call him a trampbut I know it goes a little deeper then thatHe's a High Way chileWalk on brother, Don't let no one stop yaHighway Chileya ya yahighway chilerollin stonerollin down the highway(mumble)Highway chile X2