like the pine trees lining the winding road
like the singing bird and the croaking toad
and i carry it with me like my daddy did
but i'm living the dream that he kept hid
moving me down the highway
rolling me down the highway
moving ahead so life won't pass me by
like the north wind whistling down the sky
like the whippoorwill and the baby's cry
and i carry it with me and i sing it loud
moving me down the highway
rolling me down the highway
moving ahead so life won't pass me by
and i'm gonna go there free
like the fool i am and i'll always be
they can change their minds but they can't change me
i know i can share it if you want me to
moving me down the highway
rolling me down the highway
moving ahead so life won't pass me by
moving me down the highway
rolling me down the highway
moving ahead so life won't pass me by