Lord I miss the highway, running against the wind

Blessed are the stoned, and all the places they've been

Shadow of a man at home, beating a dead horse

Home too long, cross to bear



Methods of the past mold the future

You can't fall short as you get older

Wear the chains you forged in life

Link by link by link



I've been sober thirteen days and seven nights

I know next time I'll get it right

You tried to make me stay

I said 'No Way', grabbed my bag and hit the highway



Echoes in the dark, new faces bring the sun

You live and die by your own decisions

You live and die by your own religion



Being run around is being trapped

Seized up, kept!



Wear the chains you forged in life

Link by link by link 

Link by link by link

I've been sober thirteen days and seven nights

I know next time I'll get it right

You tried to make me stay

I said 'No Way', grabbed my bag and hit the highway

I said 'No Way', grabbed my bag and hit the highway



Sobriety suits you so well, it suits you so well

It suits you so well

It suits you so well

So well!