Down every road, there's always one more city
I'm on the run, the highway is my home
I raised a lot of cane back in my younger days
While mama used to pray my crops would fade
Now I'm a hunted fugitive with just two ways
I'd run the law or spend my life in jail
I'd like to 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 home
I'm on the run, the highway is my home
I'm lonely, but I can't afford the luxury
Of having one I love to come along
Sit on it, slow me down
And I'll be fine when you're gone



They'd catch up with me
Or he who travels fastest goes alone
I'd like to 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 home
I'm on the run
The highway is my home
I'm on the run