How many times did you tell me to leave? How many times did you leave me to freeze? You live a dramatization Your education seems to only come from TV
Ridin' on the freeway, where the lights are dim My chances of relaxin' are gettin' mighty slim I close my eyes and wonder how long it's gonna be I know
He was ready for the big trip He was moving to the city He had packed his prize possessions And gave away the rest He was almost doing ninety The sky
I'm a rollin' stone all alone and lost For a life of sin I have paid the cost When I pass by all the people say Just another guy on the lost highway
Wanna see you in my rearview mirror Out on the freeway freeway Nobody said it would be easy Freeway freeway Take me back to I can't change the time and
Ghost towns along the highway Guess no one wants to live around here any more Ghost towns along the highway Listen to the wind blow through The cracks
I've got the key to the highway Billed out and bound to go Gonna leave here runnin' Walkin's most too slow I'm goin' back to the border Baby, where I
I've travelled across the country On every beaten track From the sugar cane to the Nullabor Plain And I've been to Burke and back But there's nothing
[A] Who did you say it was brother? Who was it fell by the [E] way? When [A] whiskey and blood run together Did you hear [E] anyone [A] pray? CHORUS
[Brak] Okay. New song take one. I'm going down highway 913 In my big ol' pickup truck I'm going down highway 900... That's too hard to say Okay. I'm going
The day I shipped out, They numbered a dozen. Upon my return, Were a hundred or so. From the coast and from the prairies, I bet they keep coming.
I can't tell you how sorry that I am That you don't understand my rhythm or my rhyme And I can't tell you how sorry that I am But you know how I get sometimes
laid out sunday morning trapped inside your bed the blues came without warning i crept inside your head dope sick, hot head lady listless and confused
(kinky friedman) Well, it's retro rocket time inside my attic I'm all wrapped up in the flag to keep me warm Got my brain locked in the cruise-o-matic
It may look easy When you look at me But it took years of effort To become the mess that you see Now what kind of woman Take you for a ride Down the
I got the key to the highway Billed out and bound to go I'm gonna leave here running Walking is most too slow I'm going back to the border Woman, where
You're a ghost on the highway and I'll love you forever Ghost on the highway and I'll love you forever Forever and ever and ever and ever Your eyes are
when you're coming down on us it's so simple this is our final scapegoat and it's rendered in our design it's working out now will you come down on us