Little Hitchhiker
She was on her way to find her mama
Everything she owned in a red suitcase
She followed the road along the river
And she sang to herself when it turned late
Ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
Ooh-ooh-ooh, you're on your way
Ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
You're gonna find what you're lookin' for someday
She awoke in a field full of flowers
Near the bend in the old highway
Held her thumb out for hour and hours
But the cars just passed by her day after day
Ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
Ooh-ooh-ooh, you're on your way
Ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
You're gonna find what you're lookin' for someday, mm
I remember the night I came upon her
I pulled over, she flashed a sweet smile
And her story sounded strangely familiar
I had that same red suitcase as a child
Singin', ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
Ooh-ooh-ooh, you're on your way
Ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
You're gonna find what you're lookin' for someday, yeah
Found a red bag floating in the river
And a rag doll washed up on the banks
It's been 30 years and they never found her
Legend goes she still roams these old highways
I guess sometimes mother road can't keep you safe
Everything she owned in a red suitcase
She followed the road along the river
And she sang to herself when it turned late
Ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
Ooh-ooh-ooh, you're on your way
Ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
You're gonna find what you're lookin' for someday
She awoke in a field full of flowers
Near the bend in the old highway
Held her thumb out for hour and hours
But the cars just passed by her day after day
Ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
Ooh-ooh-ooh, you're on your way
Ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
You're gonna find what you're lookin' for someday, mm
I remember the night I came upon her
I pulled over, she flashed a sweet smile
And her story sounded strangely familiar
I had that same red suitcase as a child
Singin', ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
Ooh-ooh-ooh, you're on your way
Ooh-ooh-ooh, little hitchhiker
You're gonna find what you're lookin' for someday, yeah
Found a red bag floating in the river
And a rag doll washed up on the banks
It's been 30 years and they never found her
Legend goes she still roams these old highways
I guess sometimes mother road can't keep you safe
Credits
Writer(s): Natalie Hemby, Grace Potter
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