HIGHWAY

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Highway, Highway,  
Highway, where are you going to take me to today?  
  
The Highway says to just keep going,   
There are no excuses for staying.  
So I guess I'll just keep going,   
I've really got me no excuse for staying.  
  
     Highway, where will you take me to?  
     Highway, what will you make me do?  
     Highway, I've been through this with you before  
     Til I can't take it any more:  
  
     Your magic meter in my feet  
     I play my music to your beat,  
     I keep your time upon the street I stray,  
     Now I've forgotten how to stay.  
  
I hitch into another town, I take a walk and a look around,  
I've got this heavy rucksack on my back.  
There ain't nobody that I know, there ain't no home where I can go,  
Can't find a spot to drop off my rucksack.  
  
Highway, I can't stand your rules  
I know that reasons are for gamblers and excuses are for fools  
I know the seasons are your clock and claw  
I've been arrested by your law,  
hypnotized by your size.  
  
     Highway, where are you going to run to?  
     Highway, where can you finally come to?  
     Highway, look what you have finally done to me:  
     You got me hooked on being free.  
  
     I get a ride and it get me there,  
     I've made it, sure, not that I care,  
     I just walk right through that town until I stand  
     Out there where the road begins again.  
  
        And there's another stretch of highway yet to go.  
  
The Highway gives me so much time  
And then it takes my time away,  
It's not just that I've got to go,   
More that I just can't stay  
  
Oh sure, sometimes, for a little while,  
I stick around, I make some friends,  
Or love some girl, it all depends  
On where or when the Highway lets me know  
  
        That there's another stretch of Highway yet to go.  
  
 (A man told me when he was a boy   
 He had to walk a long hard road to school,  
 Said he didn't waste his time,   
 Became a self-made man because he was no fool  
 So I had to say, "I'm very sorry   
 That I took the bus for my degree,  
 But now the road is long and hard,   
 You should be very proud of me.)  
  
     Highway, where are you going to take me?  
     Highway, what are you going to make me do?  
     Highway, when am I going to wake anew  
     And say I've had enough of you?  
     
     If your horizon is my home,  
     I'll run away, leave me alone,  
     And thus, escaping, I shall go  
     On down the only road I know.  
  
Highway, where are you going to take me to today?   
  

3R

L.A. California
2 April 1970

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C   Am   F   G    C  
Highway, Highway, Highway,   
  
      F                G            C    Bb-C 
Where are you going to take me to today?  
  
    C               Em 
The Highway says to just keep going,   
  
F            G7          c  
There are no excuses for staying.  
  
                          Em  
So I guess I'll just keep going,   
  
     G             G7           C  
I've really got me no excuse to stay.  
  
 
   
     C              F                C 
     Highway, where will you take me to?  
  
                   F                C 
     Highway, what will you make me do?  
  
                   F                            G 
     Highway, I've been through this with you before  
  
                            C  
     Til I couldn't take it any more:  
  
  
                F           C 
     Your magic meter in my feet  
  
               F             C 
     I play my music to your beat,  
  
                 F                      G 
     I keep your time upon the street I stray,  
  
                 F             C 
     Now I've forgotten how to stay.  
  
  
               F             C                 F  
I hitch into another town, I take a walk and a look around,  
  
     C              F              G  
I've got this heavy rucksack on my back.  
  
      C            F                  C                   F 
There ain't nobody that I know, there ain't no home where I can go,  
  
      C              F               G  
Can't find a spot to drop off my rucksack.  
  
  
 
  
C                           Em  
Highway, I can't stand your rules  
  
            F               G              C             Em  
I know that reasons are for gamblers and excuses are for fools  
  
           F                          G 
I know the seasons are your clock and claw  
  
            F              Em  
I've been arrested by your law,  
  
     C             Em  
Hypnotized by your size.  
  
  
    C                Em  
The Highway gives me so much time  
  
    F                G     C  
And then it takes my time away,  
  
                        Em  
It's not just that I've got to go,   
  
     F      G          C  
More that I just can't stay  
  
   Em                     G   
Oh sure, sometimes, for a little while,  
  
  
 
 
    Am  
 (A man told me when he was a boy   
   
                                    G 
 He had to walk a long hard road to school,  
  
         F           
 Said he didn't waste his time,   
  
                                   C 
 Became a self-made man because he was no fool  
  
      F                G 
 So I had to say, "I'm very sorry   
  
      C                       F     Bb 
 That I took the bus for my degree,  
  
      
 But now the road is long and hard,   
  
                             Am  G  F  E  D...  C 
 You should be very proud of me.) 
 

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