Everybody knows a highway song

Sing it with me people––it won't be long

Underneath the stars, the devil you say

What you can't sing now, you better throw away



Chorus:

I sing a-la-la-la-la-lalalala

And everybody knows how to sing a highway song







Like a needle in a haystack, I've been searchin' round

I got a bluesteel gun, and an old bloodhound

Slept in a hollow log, make some porcupine wine

The highwayman tells me to walk this time





Now everybody here knows a highway song

Sing it loud, now, I've been singin' so long

Sing a-la-la-la-la-lalalala

And everybody knows how to sing a highway song





Smoke that wood!

I'm screamin' down the road, my brain on fire

I'm lookin' for the scarecrow with a tractor tire

I've got myself in dust with a TV eye

And nobody knows but the media guy





Chorus repeat





Let's hit the highway

Ah-wooooo!