Highway Song
The drifter sticks his thumb up towards the sky
His weather beaten face tells his tale
His shaggy hair hides the tears he's cried
I've been on my own since Newport News
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
Well the police the came knocking on my door
Saying your landlord sent us over here
Said the landlord as he spit out some chew
"This here bum owes me nine months rent'
They kicked me out and I lost all my things
I didn't realize till then I had the much to lose
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
My traveling companion was eight years of age
When I found him in Chicago hiding from the thunder of a 12 gauge
In his cardboard box and newspaper roof
With dirty hair and old worn out shoes
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
He stayed with me for a decade or so
Said he wanted to try his luck in New York city
So I wished him well and sent him on his way
I headed out for western skies
Cap on my head and a bottle of booze
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
Down by the old highway
Just near the old railroad tracks
See the bum with the sign that reads
Hard times, hard times come again no more
That bum he died last week
Shot by some kid trying to make a name on the force
They're shipping his body back to Newport News
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
His weather beaten face tells his tale
His shaggy hair hides the tears he's cried
I've been on my own since Newport News
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
Well the police the came knocking on my door
Saying your landlord sent us over here
Said the landlord as he spit out some chew
"This here bum owes me nine months rent'
They kicked me out and I lost all my things
I didn't realize till then I had the much to lose
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
My traveling companion was eight years of age
When I found him in Chicago hiding from the thunder of a 12 gauge
In his cardboard box and newspaper roof
With dirty hair and old worn out shoes
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
He stayed with me for a decade or so
Said he wanted to try his luck in New York city
So I wished him well and sent him on his way
I headed out for western skies
Cap on my head and a bottle of booze
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
Down by the old highway
Just near the old railroad tracks
See the bum with the sign that reads
Hard times, hard times come again no more
That bum he died last week
Shot by some kid trying to make a name on the force
They're shipping his body back to Newport News
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Hval
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