| Highway boys on the road tonight 
Got a gig out at the ryman 
Finally learned the hard way, that 
All good things take time, friend. 
I heard they'll pay a lost soul 
To sing his songs true 
That make a southern boy cry or 
Turn a northeast man confused. 
And I awoke with a fever 
Sweating oceans again 
There's mirrors in hotel rooms 
But I do not recognize them 
Maybe it's the feeling that I, get in my sleep 
That all the memories in my mind 
Are only mine to keep. 
I wanna ride that k-10 to way back when 
Sleep next to the river, hear it rushing again 
Get my no good soul back to where it belongs 
And do my best to keep truth in songs 
Do my best to keep truth in songs. 
And all of my old friends miss having me around 
But, highways work both ways 
And I can't stand the liars in town 
If you need me you can find me 
Slightly out of control 
'cause highway boys don't rest 
And don't hang hats 'til their home. 
Highway boys on the road tonight 
Got a gig out at the ryman 
They finally found out the hard way 
That this sound I got is mine man. 
So, if you need me call 
If you're in love, fall 
Just know that highway boys 
Don't stick around at all. 
I wanna ride that k-10 to way back when 
Sleep next to the river, hear it rushing again 
Get my no good soul back to where it belongs 
And do my best to keep truth in songs 
Do my best to keep truth in songs. 
Highway boys on the road tonight 
Got a gig out at the ryman 
They finally found out the hard way 
That this sound I got is mine man. 
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