Lyrics
He is the drifter
He left tomorrow behind
For a life on the highway
He's the traveling kind
He once had a good love
'til cruel fate intervened
So he rode toward the sunset
To find a new dream
The highways and byways
Serve as his kin
Truckstops and diners
Are family to him
Good days don't come easy
Always more lows than highs
But it's all that he has now
So he stays on and rides
And he rides slow and easy
Hoping to find
Someone to notice
Someone to be kind
And that high lonesome drifter
Has nothing to lose
'cept an old lover's memory
and his traveling blues