When the Highway Does

When the Highway Does
(Chris Harris)

I’ve been wandering like a dead man who never saw the light
Make my life and my living one mile at a time
Well a fresh deck of cigarettes and a hot cup of coffee is enough
And I’ll stop when the highway does


Constantly racing those white lines and never catching up
Right behind the horizon line, just in front of the dust
Roadside daisies keep waiting on me to push ‘em up
But I’ll stop when the highway does

I’ve loved a lot of ladies in my day and left them in the past
Cause mama and this highway’s the only two things that ever loved me back
Now it’s Hank on the radio, duckin’ and dodgin’ the fuss
And I’ll stop when the highway does

Constantly racing those white lines and never catching up
Right behind the horizon line, just in front of the dust
Roadside daisies keep waiting on me to push ‘em up
But I’ll stop when the highway does


Roadside daisies keep waiting on me to push ‘em up
Cause I’ll stop when the highway does

Constantly racing those white lines and never catching up
Right behind the horizon line, just in front of the dust
Roadside daisies keep waiting on me to push ‘em up
Cause I’ll stop when the highway does
Roadside daisies keep waiting on me to push ‘em up
Cause I’ll stop when the highway does