THE FUGITIVE

I'd like to settle down but they won't let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there's always one more city
I wander and the highway is my home

I've raised a lot of cain back in my younger days
while Momma used to pray my crops would fail
Now I'm a hunted fugitive with just two ways
I'll wander alone or spend my life in jail

I'd like to settle down but they won't let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there's always one more city
I wander and the highway is my home

I'm lonely but I can't afford the luxury
of having one I love to come along
She'll only slow me down and they'd catch up to me
For he who travels fastest goes alone

I'd like to settle down but they won't let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there's always one more city
I wander and the highway is my home

I wander and the highway is my home