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Joe Ely - The Highway is My Home Lyrics



Joe Ely - The Highway is My Home Lyrics




I packed up my suitcase, got my guitar
I walked to the highway out under the stars
Out from the West come a howlin' wind
It blew through my clothes and right under my skin

If time was a river, my breath was a well
I looked to the sky and the lightning fell
My life was a highway, my pride was a mountain
I looked to the sky and the rain was pounding


I believed her, I believed her I believed that it was true
That she loved me now, she'd given up on you
I believed her, I believed her, I bet everything I owned
Now hear I am a rambler, the highway is my home

My heart was a windmill, my soul was a flood
I could feel her in my veins, I could feel her in my blood
I dared the clouds to open their doors
I looked to the sky and the hard rain did pour

My mind was a whirlpool, my body, a sail
I could feel her inside me when the rain turned to hail
There was nowhere to hide, there was no where to run
There was nothing but the shell of a love undone


I believed her, I believed her I believed that it was true
That she loved me now, she'd given up on you
I believed her, I believed her, I bet everything I owned
Now hear I am a rambler, the highway is my home

How could I believe, I deserved here love
A fool such as I against the sky above
I was tired from runnin', worn out from pain
I sat on a bus bench lookin' out on the rain
They say the biggest fool is a fool with a heart
In someone else's eyes is only playin, a part
The world is full of dreamers who must dream alone
Who gave it all away and now they have no home

I believed her, I believed her I believed that it was true
That she loved me now, she'd given up on you
I believed her, I believed her, I bet everything I owned
Now here I am a rambler, the highway is my home.
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I packed up my suitcase, got my guitar
I walked to the highway out under the stars
Out from the West come a howlin' wind
It blew through my clothes and right under my skin

If time was a river, my breath was a well
I looked to the sky and the lightning fell
My life was a highway, my pride was a mountain
I looked to the sky and the rain was pounding


I believed her, I believed her I believed that it was true
That she loved me now, she'd given up on you
I believed her, I believed her, I bet everything I owned
Now hear I am a rambler, the highway is my home

My heart was a windmill, my soul was a flood
I could feel her in my veins, I could feel her in my blood
I dared the clouds to open their doors
I looked to the sky and the hard rain did pour

My mind was a whirlpool, my body, a sail
I could feel her inside me when the rain turned to hail
There was nowhere to hide, there was no where to run
There was nothing but the shell of a love undone


I believed her, I believed her I believed that it was true
That she loved me now, she'd given up on you
I believed her, I believed her, I bet everything I owned
Now hear I am a rambler, the highway is my home

How could I believe, I deserved here love
A fool such as I against the sky above
I was tired from runnin', worn out from pain
I sat on a bus bench lookin' out on the rain
They say the biggest fool is a fool with a heart
In someone else's eyes is only playin, a part
The world is full of dreamers who must dream alone
Who gave it all away and now they have no home

I believed her, I believed her I believed that it was true
That she loved me now, she'd given up on you
I believed her, I believed her, I bet everything I owned
Now here I am a rambler, the highway is my home.
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Writer: Joe Ely
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Performed By: Joe Ely
Language: English
Length: 4:45
Written by: Joe Ely

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