Lyrics:

A high road, low road, some old side road
Really don't matter to me; if it gets me back to you
Jet plane, fast train, bus in a hard rain
Any ol' way you please; if it gets me back to you

Young man, big shot, gotta see what's out there
Leave town, hung around, what the hell does he care
Corner park, broken heart, girl in her hometown
Porch light every night, hoping that he comes around

A high road, low road, some old side road
Really don't matter to me; if it gets me back to you
Hitchhike, motor bike, any ol' way you like
Crawling on my knees; if it gets me back to you


Somewhere out there the world's on his shoulder
Each night the same stuff the world's getting colder
Dreams die slow as a boy becomes a man
High road, low road, any way he can

A high road, low road, some old side road
Really don't matter to me; if it gets me back to you
Jet plane, fast train, bus in a hard rain
Any ol' way you please; if it gets me back to you

Hitchhike, motor bike, any ol' way you like
Crawling on my knees; if it gets me...

Oh, high road, low road, some old side road
Really don't matter to me; if it gets me back to you
Jet plane, fast train, bus in a hard rain
Any ol' way you please; if it gets me back to you

A high road, low road, some old side road
A high road, low road, some old side road
A high road, low road, some old side road