These highways work forever It seems they will never end Making me live, making me old Well, I bet I can tell you some stories that never told you And they highways, they run forever It seems they will never end And every time I turn around I'm on another road again I've lived in motels, never knowing a soul And sometimes this life is worth living for sure it gets old I met many women, I saw many lying eyes And I made some happy, I made some cry And they highways, they run forever It seems they will never end And every time I turn around I'm on another road again, oh again Every time I turn around I'm on another road again