Highway boys on the road tonight, got a gig out at the Ryman
Finally learned the hard way that all good things take time, friend
I heard they'll pay a lost soul to sing his songs true
That make a southern boy cry or 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 it's the feelin' that I get in my sleep
That all the memories in my mind are only mine to keep

I wanna ride that K-10 to way back when
Sleep next to the river, hear it rushin' again
Get my no-good soul back to wherе it belongs
And do my best to keep truth in songs
And do my best to keep truth in songs

And all of my old friеnds miss havin' me around, but
Highways work both ways and I can't stand the liars in town
If you need me, you can find me slightly out of control
'Cause highway boys don't rest and don't hang hats 'til they're home
Highway boys on the road tonight, got a gig out at the Ryman
They finally found out the hard way that this sound I got is mine, man

So if you need me, call
If you're in love, fall
Just know that highway boys don't stick around at all

I wanna ride that K-10 to way back when
Sleep next to the river, hear it rushin' again
Get my no-good soul back to where it belongs
And do my best to keep truth in songs
And do my best to keep truth in songs

Highway boys on the road tonight, got a gig out at the Ryman
They finally found out the hard way that this sound I got is mine, man