Текст песни
If the guitar stinks its 'cause my, uh
Fingers are fallen off
Highway boys on the road tonight
Got a, gig out here in Denver
Finally found out the hard way
That all good things take time, my friend
Of a playin' lost soul
Sing his songs true
Make a southern boy cry
Turn a northeast man confused
And I awoke with a fever
Sweatin' oceans again
There's mirrors in hotel rooms
But I do not recognize them
Maybe its the feelin'
That I get in my sleep
That all the memories in my mind
Are only mine to keep
How we doin' Red Rock?
I wanna ride that K-10 to way back when
Sleep next to the river, hear it rushin' again
Give my no-good soul back to where it belong
And do my best to keep truth in songs
And do my best to keep truth in songs
All of my old friends miss
Havin' me around, but
Highways work both ways
And I can't stand the liars in town
So if you need me you can find me
Slightly outta control
'Cause highway boys don't rest
And don't hang hats till they're home
Highway boys on the road tonight
Got a, gig out at here in Denver
They finally found out the hard way
That this sound I got is my mine, man
I wanna ride that K-10 to way back when
Sleep next to the river, hear it rushin' again
Give my no-good soul back to where it belong
And do my best to keep truth in songs
Do my best to keep truth in songs
So if you need me, call
If you're in love, fall
Just know that highways boys
Don't stick around at all
Thank you guys so much