It oughta be illegal Our love, will climb and mountain Near or far, we are, And we never let it end. And we got nothing to be sorry for. Eyes can see, that we Got a highway to the sky. Don't want to hear goodbye. I don't want to hear your

I'm so damn lonely Sloe gin, sloe gin Tryin' to wash away the pain inside Well, I'm sick and I'm all done in And ain't even high I hate to go home alone But what else is new And I'm standin' in the rain And I feel like I'm gonna cry

It's a long way down Point of no return and now It's just too late to turn around I try to forgive you We built it up so high and now I'm fallin' We've been in fire Went down in the flames We sailed the ocean And drowned in the waves

Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show I

Way up on Bear Creek, watching the sun go down Well, it makes me feel like I'm on my last go 'round If you stay up on Bear Creek, you'll get like Jesse James I'm going high, high, up on some lonesome hill Well, the water up on Bear Creek, tastes like

Way up on Bear Creek, watching the sun go down Well, it makes me feel like I'm on my last go 'round If you stay up on Bear Creek, you'll get like Jesse James I'm going high, high, up on some lonesome hill Well, the water up on Bear Creek, tastes like

Spend it all on you Dancing on empty wallets Living our lives Until we die Get too high when I'm high So we see eye-to-eye, whoa, oh And away and away we go Sugar caught a break The fluid ain't to blame

Some broken bridges in my time Praying for forgiveness Standing on the other side There are bridges on life?s highway But we never see them there Some cross troubled waters And some don't go nowhere Some you wouldn't step on If you're trying to save your

None in a my league And them say them a lead Them too slow them a invalid Man full a step like a centipede Them a hype with a little bit a money and weed None reach no way Zoom high a the cloud him a float pon First class to the world me no coach man

Dead or alive They found a dirty faced kid in a garbage can And I'm alone And I'm on the highway Wanted dead or alive We was broke and hungry on a summer day They sent the sheriff down to try and drive us away We was sittin' ducks for the police man I'm