hey, hey, hey
are we going on yet another journey
are we going to ravish yet another nest
hell yeah
this is the way to live
for a man who knows nothing
nothing but the lonely road
I`ll saddle up my pack of deamons
they always seem to agree
as I light up my first
as I watch the darkness
leave at last
the morning`s on my way
the devil`s in the blues
of a lonely highwayman
follow his trail
and you may get lost
get lost
and you may find his trail
smoke the weed
growing along the milemarkers
get high before you reach any mountain ahead
trust the long-haulers giving you the space
to get on by between the lanes
flashing their lights
when it`s safe to pull up in front
the journey is in the journey itself
reaching the goal, the destination
is not of the essence at all
as the journey itself is the goal
a honky tonk angel is on the way
make room for a rebel yell
the devil`s in the blues
of a lonely highwayman
follow his trail
and you may get lost
get lost
and you may find his trail
the devil`s in the blues
of a lonely highwayman
follow his trail
and you may get lost
get lost
and you may find his trail
