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