(Doyle Holly)      I'm a highway man everybody knows   I don't let the grass grow beneath my toes   I just gotta see where the wild goose goes   I'm a highway man, I'm a rollin' stone.      I just gotta see what over the hill   never settle down, yes, I never will   A whistle blows and I gotta roll   I'm a highway man, I'm a rollin' stone.      --- Instrumental ---      I'm up every morning after crack of dawn   I'm off to see those hearts I known   If someone asks say I've been here and gone   I'm a highway man, I'm a rollin' stone.      A rock for my pillow and the road for my bed   The sky's my blanket it covers my head   I'm like a wind I ain't got no home   I'm a highway man, I'm a rollin' stone.      I'm a rollin' stone, I'm a rollin' stone...