I’m A Lonesome Fugitive

I'd like to settle down but they won't let
Me a fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there's always
One more city I'm
On the run the highway is my home

I raised a lot of cane
Back in my younger days
While mama used to pray my crops would fail
Now I'm a hunted fugitive with
Just two ways outrun
The law or spend my life in jail
I'd like to settle down

I'm lonely but I can't afford the luxury of
Having one I love to come along
She'd only slow me down and
They'd catch up with me
For he who travels fastest goes alone
I'd like to settle down
I'm on the run the highway is my home