The Highway

I've been sitting here wondering if I'll ever get
Back to those old wheels, will I ever be
Changing those strings out before nine
I am wishing for the life that I used to live
Giving everything that I had to give
In a brand new city 'bout every night

Missing those nights
Missing that sky, I been missing home
Missing their smiles
Missing those miles, I been missing home

Out there on the highway
Out there on the open road
Oh baby, would you roll with me, roll with me
Head down to New Orleans

I should be wearing out the blacktop
Out there with the boys I love
Everybody would you roll with me, roll with me
Running down this dream
Get me out there on the highway

I've been sitting here asking him every night
For a brand new song and a peace of mind
The road is all I think about these days
All I need is out there, I will be just fine
With a six string guitar and a jug of wine
When the lights go down around that stage

Missing those nights
Missing that sky, I been missing home
Yeah, I been missing home

Out there on the highway
Out there on the open road
Oh honey, would you roll with me, roll with me
Head down to New Orleans, roll with me, roll with me

I should be wearing out the blacktop
Out there with the boys I love
Everybody would you roll with me, roll with me
Running down this dream, roll with me

Well, I miss the sound of rubber rolling out my window
And that crescendo the highway brings
Oh, these wheels are gonna keep me spinning all my days
Out here on the highway, oh, ooh yeah

Roll with me, roll with me
Oh honey, would you roll with me, roll with me