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 Now 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 tag: I'm on the run the highway is my home