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After Hours - Roy Buchanan

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