Roy Buchanan - After Hours download song

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i d like to settele down but they won t let me
Of having one i love to come along, down every road there s always one more city
I d like to settele down but they won t let me, a fugitive must be a rolling stone
The highway is my home, for he who travels fastest goes alone
down every road there s always one more city
Outrun the law or spend my life in jail, i m on the run

a fugitive must be a rolling stone
I d like to sttele down but they won t let me, i m on the run, now i m a hunted fugitive with just two ways
For he who travels fastest goes alone, she d only slow me down and they d catch up with me Hours, a fugitive must be a rolling stone
I m on the run, i d like to sttele down but they won t let me
She d only slow me down and they d catch up with me, down every road there s always one more city, a fugitive must be a rolling stone
I m on the run, yhe highway is my home

i raised a lot of cane back in my younger days
outrun the law or spend my life in jail
A fugitive must be a rolling stone, i d like to settele down but they won t let me, i d like to sttele down but they won t let me
Down every road there s always one more city, for he who travels fastest goes alone
a fugitive must be a rolling stone
while mama used to pray my crops would fail

I m on the run, i d like to sttele down but they won t let me
Down every road there s always one more city, the highway is my home, i d like to sttele down but they won t let me
While mama used to pray my crops would fail, down every road there s always one more city
Outrun the law or spend my life in jail, i m lonly but i can t afford the luxury
I d like to settele down but they won t let me, yhe highway is my home
i d like to sttele down but they won t let me

of having one i love to come along
the highway is my home
down every road there s always one more city
While mama used to pray my crops would fail, i raised a lot of cane back in my younger days
i raised a lot of cane back in my younger days
For he who travels fastest goes alone, i raised a lot of cane back in my younger days Roy, for he who travels fastest goes alone

down every road there s always one more city
The highway is my home, down every road there s always one more city After, down every road there s always one more city