i'm going down to see my highway girl she just back from around the world i'm gonna get me a gun, i'm gonna stand on guard

in a little white booth in her front yard



throwing rocks at her window what could she do if i throw enough rocks one might break through well she looked out her

window when the police came to see a big tin man dancing in the rain



oh my little highway girl oh my little highway girl



she said, don't you think babe you push a bit too fast i said, slowing down don't make it last and a memory's never gonna set

you free go out and see that world and bring it home to me



oh my little highway girl oh my little highway girl oh my little highway girl oh my little highway girl