I packed everything I own and I put it in a knapsack. I'm leaving Birmingham, yes, I am, and I ain't lookin' back. I bought me a guitar and I wrote a song.
(Norman Mayall, Gary L. Yoder, & G.R. Grelecki). Yes I am the Hiway Man. I played my hand and I won. Rode on down from Richmond. Join the other side. War was raging out 1865.
C'mon, mm hmm. . You the kind of person with money in your hand. You drive around town in a chauffeured sedan. You might have a stand but let me tell you before you go.
(Dr. Richard Peddicord). My mama told me when I was born. She said the city is gonna be your soil. Raise all eight children. Work all your life. Pray you don't die by some stranger's knife..
I came in bleeding, crying from the pain. My woman said, "Oh no, not again!". There was a row in the town tonight. A man went down but I got out alright.
(Dickie Peterson & Leigh Stephens). The gypsy wizard, he rattled. His broken tattered tambourine. And asked for me to share with him. In this timeless dream. Ow!.
Home where my heart beats. Where my love waits for me. Where the winds of change. Howl into my face. . There's rain off the headlands. Closes in by day.
Born into a war and peace. Forced to choose between right and wrong. Each man kills the thing he loves. For better or for worse. Face to face with a ragged truth.
Guys wearing gas masks are levelling their guns. At school children singing whilst studying sums. It a clear sign of violence. And it's laced with heavy support.
Walk forever by my side. Never lose sight of the day. . When we will run through all our weakness. On through the fields. Strewn with our broken dreams.
People. Light up your light tonight. I wanna see you shine. . Fight despair. Donæ?° let it get you down. Donæ?° let it tie you down. . Thereæ?¯ a man with a wife and three children.
Declare yourself an unsafe building. Suffer the indignation of your world,. . To climb the ladders you've gotta suss out the snakes. Remember your height remember to never look down..
"I'd like to sing this song called Up For Murder". . Well take a look and listen to the things that I have said. Well could I really tell the truth with a rifle at my head.
(Come on let's rock and roll now). . In the dirty towns on the dirty streets. Thereæ?¯ a violent wind that blows. Across the generations men like me. Have been swept to these crossroads.
Your head on my shoulder. Two months youæ?³e been a soldier. I feel so sick inside. Two months youæ?? have been alive. . So no one here knows your surname.
Every day I get up from off the floor. I keep on coming back for more and more. So many times I get it in the face. I keep on running ' til my dying day.
I'm a man who bites hard on the bullet of silence. If only you could feel the pain I hide. Know me, like I know you. . Still water running deep in the cavern of my soul.
Give me love. Give me hope. Give me strength. Give me someone to live for. . Who will light the fire. That I need to survive. Who will be the life blood.
And if you know what is the answer. Why donæ?° you tell me. What does it feel like. To be free. What does it feel like. . Take a look at the punks. On the run from all the ministers.
I've swept the floors of all my kings. I've opened doors and let the tourists in. Days of wine and roses. Prime ministers, red robes. These days are gone.