Текст (слова) песни: Merle Haggard - I`m a Lonesome Fugitive
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
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