i m a lonesome fugitive

Merle Haggard

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 fail
I m a hunted fugitive with just two ways:
Outrun 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 lonely but I can t afford the luxury
Of having one I love to come along
She d only slow me down and they d catch up with me
For 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