Out on the lonely highway I'm ridin' your way. Tell your momma to bar the cabin door. Headin' out on a short run just lookin' for someone. Who doesn't love me anymore.
Well the world's greatest wonder. from what I can tell. Is how a cowgirl like you could ever look my way. I was planted by glory with a half written story.
First she drove me down. Tossed me round. Slandered my name all over town. My good gal ain't no good to me. She makes true love more like misery. . I'm walkin' hunched.
Were you there when the man. From Atlanta was murdered in Memphis?. Did you see him layin' at the Lorraine motel?. Did you hear them say that the CIA is witness.
Driving rain, narrow shoulder. Break down lane, marching forward. Gone where I do not know. One eye on the open road. Stepping out in the great unknown with a highway halo.
They say you were born in St. Claire's hospital. I say you were born up in the sky. You come floatin' down over New Orleans. To the sweet green levee on the river side.
Alabama high test got me in a big mess. Higher than a wild cat, runnin' from the wolf pack. They're gonna put me in the slammer. If they catch me with that Alabama high test.