Around these parts I'm known as a grafter, <br />'cause I guess I'm just not smart enough to cheat. <br />I know I'm a restless guy, <br />but to stay put is to die. <br />And a weaving target's harder to defeat. <br /> <br />Out on the highway. Back on the road. <br />By every byway, where I'm well-knowed. <br />Out on the highway. Keep moving on. <br /> I'm ducking and diving. All night long. <br /> <br />Out on the highway. Back on the road. <br />Down every freeway. I go with the flow. <br />Out on the highway. Just rambling on. <br />Driving. Arriving. Then I'm done. <br /> <br />Around these parts I'm known as a drifter, <br />'cause I never lets the grass grow 'neath my feet. <br />I'm a wandering kind of man, <br />just doing the best I can. <br />But time is short and I've promises to keep. <br /> <br />Out on the highway. Back on the road. <br />Not in a shy way, but sharing the load. <br />Out on the highway. I'll shadow the sun. <br />And the promised horizons, <br />of a new life begun. <br /> <br />Around this town I'm known as an actor. <br />And there's many parts and roles that I must play. <br />But I'm no dissembling man, <br />of ambition or cunning plan. <br />I just love life a little more each day. <br /> <br />Out on the highway. Back on the road. <br />Avoiding the tollway, encircling the world. <br />Out on the highway, the soul can breathe free. <br />And follow the rainbow. To destiny. <br /> <br />Out on the highway. Back on the road. <br />Doing things my way; to live by my code. <br />Out on the highway. Just travelling on. <br /> Reviving. Surviving. Then I'm gone.<br /><br />David SmithWhite<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-the-highway-man/
