I lived on a farm out in Iowa. I pulled the corn and I worked in the hay. Got trapped by a girl but I wiggled free. Heard the Oregon timber callin' me.
I'm a rolling stone, I'm all alone and lost. For a life of sin, I have paid the cost. Oh, when I pass, all the people say. "There goes another boy walkin' down the lost highway".
I'm a rollin' stone all alone and lost. For a life of sin I have paid the cost. When I walk by all the people say. Just another guy on the lost highway.