(Liz Anderson - Casey Anderson)      I'd like to settle down but they won't let me   A fugitive must be a rolling stone   Down every road there's always one more city   I'm on the run the highway is my home.      I raised a lot of cane back in my younger days   While mama used to pray my crops would fail   Now I'm a hunted fugitive with just two ways   Outrun the law or spend my life in jail.      I'd like to settle down but they won't let me   A fugitive must be a rolling stone   Down every road there's always one more city   I'm on the run the highway is my home.      --- Instrumental ---      I'm lonely but I can't afford the luxury   Of having one I love to come along   She'd only slow me down and they'd catch up with me   For he who travels fastest goes alone.      I'd like to settle down but they won't let me   A fugitive must be a rolling stone   Down every road there's always one more city   I'm on the run the highway is my home.      I'm on the run the highway is my home...