down every road there s always one more city i m on the run the highway is my home i raised a lot of cane back in my younger days while mama used to pray my crops would fail now i m a hunted fugitive with just two ways outrun the law or spend my life in jail i d like to settele down but they won t let me a fugitive must be a rolling stone down every road there s always one more city i m lonly but i can t afford the luxury of having one i love to come along she d only slow me down and they d catch up with me for he who travels fastest goes alone i d like to sttele down but they won t let me a fugitive must be a rolling stone down every road there s always one more city i m on the run yhe highway is my home i m on the run yhe highway is my home
['blues', 'blues rock', 'electric blues', 'modern blues']