Yeah, his guitar slung across his back

His dusty boots is his Cadillac

Flamin' hair just a blowin' in the wind

Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin

He left home when he was seventeen

The rest of the world he had longed to see

But everybody knows the Boss

A rolling stone who gathers no moss



But you'd probably call him a tramp

But it goes a little deeper than that

He's a highway chile, yeah



Now some people say he had a girl back home

Who messed around and did him pretty wrong

They tell me it kinda hurt him bad

Kinda made him feel pretty sad

I couldn't say what went through his mind

Anyway, he left the world behind

But everybody knows the same old story,

In love and war you can't lose in glory



Now you'd probably call him a tramp

But I know it goes a little deeper than that

He's a highway chile



Walk on brother, yeah

One more brother



His old guitar slung across his back

His dusty boots is his Cadillac

Flamin' hair just a blowin' in the wind

Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin



Now you may call him a tramp

But I know it goes a little deeper than that

He's a highway chile



Walk on brother

Don't let no one stop you

Highway chile

Yeah yeah yeah

Highway chile

Go on down the highway

Highway chile

Yeah yeah yeah

Highway chile