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 lose your 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 then 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 X2
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