(Doyle Holly) I'm a highway man everybody knows I don't let the gra** grow beneath my toes I just gotta see where the wild goose goes I'm a highway man, I'm a rollin' stone. I just gotta see what over the hill never settle down, yes, I never will A whistle blows and I gotta roll I'm a highway man, I'm a rollin' stone. --- Instrumental --- I'm up every morning after crack of dawn I'm off to see those hearts I known If someone asks say I've been here and gone I'm a highway man, I'm a rollin' stone. A rock for my pillow and the road for my bed The sky's my blanket it covers my head I'm like a wind I ain't got no home I'm a highway man, I'm a rollin' stone. I'm a rollin' stone, I'm a rollin' stone...