Yeah!
His guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots, and as his Cadillac
A-flamin hair just a-blowin' in the wind
Ain't see 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-ah
And everybody who knows, boss
A rolling stone gathers no moss!
Now you'd probably call him a tramp
But it goes a little deeper than that!
He's a highway chile, yeah!
Now some people say he had a girl back home
Who messed him around and did him pretty wrong
They me tell it kind of hurt him bad
Kinda made him feel pretty sad
I couldn't say what went through his mind
Anyway, he left the world behind-ah
And everybody knows the same old story
In love and war you can't lose with glory
Now you'd probably, uh, call him a tramp, but uh
I know it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile!
His guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots, and as his Cadillac
A-flamin hair just a-blowin' in the wind
Ain't see 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-ah
And everybody who knows, boss
A rolling stone gathers no moss!
Now you'd probably call him a tramp
But it goes a little deeper than that!
He's a highway chile, yeah!
Now some people say he had a girl back home
Who messed him around and did him pretty wrong
They me tell it kind of hurt him bad
Kinda made him feel pretty sad
I couldn't say what went through his mind
Anyway, he left the world behind-ah
And everybody knows the same old story
In love and war you can't lose with glory
Now you'd probably, uh, call him a tramp, but uh
I know it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile!
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