grew up in the back woods of a small town -- my home town
sneak out through the back yard, where the boys would be waiting around
and weíd go creeping and the night was our time
oh i remember the way that the moon would shine
and all of the mischief done and the lessons learned
the times i kicked on through and the times i was burned
and itís not so far that i canít see
theyíre still a part of me
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it's the highest high
itís the paths we fly
itís an unpaved road, itís a rocky ride
and all i can do is shake my head from side to side
she must have been four years older, i was so young -- just fourteen
i saw her staring at me, it was a look i hadnít ever seen
she said be ever so slow as she came around
oh i remember the way that she lay me down
and all of the wonder and the mystery
as i glimpsed the man that i would learn to be
and sheís not so far that i canít find
her with me all the time
chorus
and iím still keeping time
to the things iíve left behind
i fill up the tank as i head west out of town
i turn the radio up to my favorite sound
a guitar strumming with the sound of the wheels on highway 9
and i wonder -- will i remember this day for the rest of time?
chorus
sneak out through the back yard, where the boys would be waiting around
and weíd go creeping and the night was our time
oh i remember the way that the moon would shine
and all of the mischief done and the lessons learned
the times i kicked on through and the times i was burned
and itís not so far that i canít see
theyíre still a part of me
chorus
it's the highest high
itís the paths we fly
itís an unpaved road, itís a rocky ride
and all i can do is shake my head from side to side
she must have been four years older, i was so young -- just fourteen
i saw her staring at me, it was a look i hadnít ever seen
she said be ever so slow as she came around
oh i remember the way that she lay me down
and all of the wonder and the mystery
as i glimpsed the man that i would learn to be
and sheís not so far that i canít find
her with me all the time
chorus
and iím still keeping time
to the things iíve left behind
i fill up the tank as i head west out of town
i turn the radio up to my favorite sound
a guitar strumming with the sound of the wheels on highway 9
and i wonder -- will i remember this day for the rest of time?
chorus
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