Headin' Down The Highway

There ain't a backroad I could go down to get you off my mind

There ain't a sidewalk that I could walk to get back all that time

You know memory lane is a cul-de-sac

It goes round and round, and it brings you back

So, I keep heading down the highway

And I pray I find the right way

I know when midnight comes

I'll leave the headlights on

I keep heading down the highway

I hit a pitstop to kick rocks, 87 in my 85

There's a dive bar with two cars and a flickering neon sign

I could go on in, grab an empty chair

But if I have one drink, I could breakdown there

So, I keep heading down the highway

And I pray I find the right way

I know when midnight comes

I'll leave the headlights on

I keep heading down the highway

You know memory lane is a cul-de-sac

It goes round and round, and it brings you back

So, I keep heading down the highway

And I pray I find the right way

I know when midnight comes

I'll leave the headlights on

I keep heading down the highway

I keep heading down the highway