“Highway Boys”

Highway boys on the road tonight
Got a, gig out at the Ryman
Finally learned the hard way
That all good things take time, my friend

Of a playin’ lost soul
To sing his songs true
They make a southern boy cry
Turn a northeast man confused

And I awoke with a fever
Sweatin’ oceans again
There’s mirrors in hotel rooms
But I do not recognize them

Maybe it’s the feelin’
That I get in my sleep
But all the memories in my mind
Are only mine to keep

I wanna ride that K-10 to way back when
Sleep next to the river, hear it rushin’ again
Give my no-good soul back to where it belong
And do my best to keep truth in songs
And do my best to keep truth in songs

And all of my old friends miss
Havin’ me around, but
Highways work both ways
And I can’t stand the liars in town

If you need me you can find me
Slightly outta control
‘Cause highway boys don’t rest
And don’t hang hats till they’re home

Highway boys on the road tonight
Got a, gig out at the Ryman
They finally found out the hard way
That this sound I got is my mine, man

So if you need me, call
If you’re in love, fall
Just know that highways boys
Don’t stick around at all

I wanna ride that K-10 to way back when
Sleep next to the river, hear it rushin’ again
Give my no-good soul back to where it belong
And do my best to keep truth in songs
And do my best to keep truth in songs