I got an old car I keep it running
An old guitar that I keep on strumming
Got food I got a baker’s dozen
I got a girl like you that I keep on loving
I’ve got roads that stretch on to nothing
I’ve got a dream to turn it into something true
Got a highway map 1961
Where it takes me its will be done
Got eyes that see the darkness come
Got a strange belief in the rising sun
I got faith that burns me till I’m done
That I can find belief if I run
I know it’s my challenge
But I’ll make it my ballast
Let them be the place burning deep inside my mind
The place that I run to
When I am done through
It holds my hand lightly
But it grips me so tightly
Inside
Highways and outstretched smiles
Take time to keep up with your little baby sister
Take time to tell her how you’re always going to miss her
Tell her it will be fine
It gets better in time
When she starts to see all the the love far away
Know there’s much more than today
I will tell my stories while in the days we’re breathing
Leave my ink-stained pages for other people’s reading
Let my desire start your fire
Be the spark to inspire
Keep the homefire lit
Till we’re back to carry it
Inside
Highways and overstretched smiles
No life is gone
No Life carries on
When we take it from the casket
And wrap it up inside of our songs
Life is a little bit of everything you ever wanted to know
Love is the place you cry when you have to leave it alone as you go
But time keeps calling and heart beats true
One day I’ll make it back home to you
Come on Little darling sing their names out loud
Come on little darling keep singing it proud
Take it from the rafters
Or from forgotten time
See if we can marry them
With people who bury them
Inside
Highways and outstretched smiles
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