Living on the Highway

Well, it was twenty years ago
I was about fourteen years old
When I first heard that wolf-man howl
There’s whisky on the floor and he sneaked me through the door
And the cops say they were on the prowl
It seems so long ago, I’m living on the highway now
He’s a giant of a man, he always understands
The very best notes to use
His hands make two of mine and his heart beat right on time
He taught me how to sing the blues
It seems so long ago and I’m living on the highway now
I played the blues with Walter, and Muddy pulled me through
I know a Jimmy Rogers song or two
One thing that I know, no matter where I go
I can do a little howling too
That’s a rhythm I use, I’m living on the highway now
The years have come and gone but the blues still carry on
Taken all my heart
But if you ask me to, I’ll play blues for you
'Cause women like to see me come
Me and my guitar, my band, we’re living on the highway now
Me and my guitar, my band, we’re living on the highway now