Highway boys on the road tonight, got a gig out at the Ryman

Finally learned the hard way that all good things take time, friend

I heard they'll pay a lost soul to sing his songs true

That make a southern boy cry or 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

That 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

Get my no-good soul back to wherе it belongs

And do my best to keep truth in songs

And do my best to keep truth in songs

And all of my old friеnds 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 out of control

'Cause highway boys don't rest and don't hang hats 'til 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 mine, man

So if you need me, call

If you're in love, fall

Just know that highway 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

Get my no-good soul back to where it belongs

And do my best to keep truth in songs

And do my best to keep truth in songs

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 mine, man