Well he's following
the broken lines
Living on
borrowed time
Motel rooms and
broken hearts
all left behind
You swear he couldn't
close his eyes
As he shifts
into overdrive
He's been up
and down this road
so many times
The man of his own
And searching just
keeps him proving
That only the road
can tame the
rebel in his soul
It's the rhythm
of the highway
As he rolls on down
And city lights as they
fade from sight
Drives the man behind
the driving wheels
Like a cowboy
in a rodeo
Riding hard but
never letting go
You'll be wandering
through the twilight
of his life
Waylon Jennings
on the radio
Country music
and engines roar
Like a shooting star
across a desert sky
And he's got a home
But it's out
on the blue horizon
Heaven only knows
There's still a rebel
in his soul
It's the rhythm
of the highway
as he rolls on down
And city lights as
they fade from sight
drives the man behind
the driving wheels
And chasing
southern lights
in the distant sky
And open plains with
the mountains high
drives the man behind
the driving wheels
yeah...
Well he's thought
about settling down
A little diner on
the edge of town
But in this world
of push and shove
He's still got freedom
in his blood
It's the rhythm
of the highway
And city lights
Drives the man behind
the driving wheels
And chasing
southern lights
And open plains
Drives the man behind
the driving wheels
Oh oh hey