Well, I was born a south land Twenty some odd years ago and I ran away for the first time when I was only four years old Well, I know every inch of highway,
I got a woman in Cincinnati, another lover in San Antone and none of them tried to hold me there 'cause they know the road's my home Well, I know every inch of highway,
Well, I got me this ol' guitar and carrying an ol' tote sack Gotta honk it about 200 times, Well, I know every inch of highway,
twenty some odd years ago and the first time that I ran away, well, I was only four years old Well, I know every inch of highway,