Lyrics:

Down every road there's always one more city I'm on the run, the highway is my homeI raised a lot of cane back in my
younger days While Mama used to pray my crops would fail I'm a hunted fugitive with just two ways: Outrun t
he law or spend my life in jailI'd like to settle down but they won't let me A fugitive must be a rolling stone Down ever
y road there's always one more city I'm on the run, the highway is my homeI'm lonely but I can't afford the luxuryOf having
one I love to come alongShe'd only slow me down and they'd catch up with meFor he who travels fastest goes aloneI'd like t
o 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 homeI'm on the run, the highway is my home