Текст песни Merle Haggard - I`m a Lonesome Fugitive
Merle Haggard - I`m a Lonesome Fugitive слова песни
Down every road there`s always one more city I`m on the run, the highway is my homeI raised a lot of cane back in my younger days While Mama used to pray my crops would fail I`m a hunted fugitive with just two ways: Outrun the law or spend my life in jailI`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`m on the run, the highway is my homeI`m lonely but I can`t afford the luxuryOf having one I love to come alongShe`d only slow me down and they`d catch up with meFor he who travels fastest goes aloneI`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`m on the run, the highway is my homeI`m on the run, the highway is my home