Highways - Joe Purdy

Well the highways they take longer

And it don’t always pay to wander

And a fast train to catch is harder

And the big boats sometimes take in water

But an airplane is just too easy

And you’ll see me, when you see me

And I’ll get there when I do

Tell all my friend I’m coming soon

Tell all my friend I’m coming soon

Well the sun knows how to keep dry

And the cold wind blows just to get by

And the dust bowls where silver dogs lye

And caballeros sing under the night sky

Back in the saddle, ridin easy

And you’ll see me when you see me

And I’ll get there when I do

Tell all my friends I’m coming soon

Tell all my friends I’m coming soon

And if they find me under the station

You won’t need no explanation

You knew me well

You knew me well

Well the rich take what the poor makes

And it’s the grounds fault that the earth shakes

And older bones ache on the cold days

And tender hearts break for the souls ake

Keep your head down, rest it easy

And you’ll see me when you see me

And I’ll get there when I do

Tell all my friend I’m coming soon

Tell all my friend I’m coming soon

Tell all my friend