His guitar slung across his back His dusty boots is his Cadillac A-flamin' hair just a-blowin' in the wind Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin
He left home when he was seventeen The rest of the world he had longed to see And everybody knows boss A rolling stone gathers no moss
Now you'd prob'ly call him a tramp But it goes a little deeper than that He's a Highway chile
Now some people say he had a girl back home Who messed around and did a bit a wrong They tell me it kinda hurt him bad Kinda made him feel pretty sad
I couldn't say what went through his mind Anyway he left the world behind Well everybody knows the same old story In love or war you can't lose with glory
Now you'd prob'ly a-call him a tramp But-a, I know it goes a little deeper than that He's a Highway chile
Walk on brother Man! [Whoa!]
His old guitar slung across his back His dusty boots is his Cadillac Flamin' hair just a-blowin' in the wind Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin
Now you may call him a tramp But I know it goes a little deeper than that He's a Highway Chile
Walk on brother, Don't let no one stop ya Highway Chile yeah yeah yeah Highway Chile Rollin' stone Go on down the highway Rollin' Highway chile Highway chile