I’ll do whatever it takes To be the the mistake you can’t live without Or let me take the the wrong way down Will you straighten me out Or make me take the the long way around I took the the low road road in I’ll take the the high road road out There’s times I stayed alive for you

I play the the road, And every city's like the the same three chords Been helping us along when the the story's told Shaking off the the miles and trying to make it home And the the highway is our song, And the the crowd is done and gone And the the crowd has come and gone Every

It's the the first time, that I worried Of a bad dream, of a journey On On a highway through the the valley It's a long road road through the the night I can dance to anything you wanna sing It's a long road road To get it right Stop banging away on on my kaleidoscope Stop draining

Ridin’ down the the highway Who wants to be the the DJ I’ll find a spot on on the side of the the road You find something on on the radio A real, real good song We'll know it when it comes on on We had no money and no place to go All we needed was a radio Seventeen, the only

(Money and the the fame) Fort Collins, I'm sorry, Fort Collins, I'm sorry Cause I been on on this road road, tryna get high high from my low Won't somebody tell me where to go, please cause I don't know I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that's strapped into

I get high high as the the morning sky, this song I sing will never die I get low as a gravel road road, in a thousand tongues my story's told Come on on boys, you got to do it right Come on on boys, I gotta tell you true, I'm a stranger here just like you Well, I'm alive

I'm gonna let it go, oh, oh, oh yeah Today, I'm gonna keep on on walkin' I'm gonna hold my head up high high Today, I'm gonna stand out in the the rain Let it wash it all away, yeah, wash it all away I been caught sideways out here on on the crossroads Tryin' to buy

Late for the the hanging, yes he's headed for the the moon And hang 'em high high He comes from nowhere and he turns on on his own Blasting out the the night, his cap hides his eyes One eye on on the road road, price upon his head One ear to the the ground, he's listening to the the dead

Free and easy down the the road I go Pair of boots and a sack of clothes Hanging memories on on the high high line poles Ragweed's rocking on on the radio So I keep rolling like an old banjo Got the the sun shining on on me like a big spotlight So I know everything is gonna

We can leave the the night on on Girl, you got the the beat right, killin' in your Levis High High on on your loving's got me buzzin' like a streetlight We'll find a road road with no name, lay back in the the slow lane We'll be rolling down the the windows, I bet you we're catchin'