The Highway

I've been sitting here wondering if I'll ever get Back to those 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've been missing home Missing their smiles Missing those miles I've been missing home Out there on the highway Out there on the open road Ooh baby, will 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, will you roll with me, roll with me Running down this dream And get me out there on the highway I've been sitting here asking him every night For a brand new song and a piece 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've been missing home Yeah, I've been missing home Out there on the highway Out there on the open road Ooh baby, will 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, will you roll with me, roll with me Running down this dream Oh, I miss the sound of rubber rolling out my window And that crescendo the highway brings Oh, these wheels are gonna keep spinning me all of my days Out there on the highway Roll with me, roll with me Everybody, will you roll with me, roll with me? And get me out there on the highway