I'd like to settle down but they won't let me A fugitive must be a rolling stone Down every road there's always one more city I'm on the run, the highway is my home I raised a lot of cane back in my younger days While Mama used to pray my crops would fail I'm a hunted fugitive with just two ways Outrun the law or spend my life in jail I'd like to settle down but they won't let me A fugitive must be a rolling stone Down every road there's always one more city I'm on the run, the highway is my home