الأغاني:
The Highwaymen Highwayman

I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride Sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed his

dop da da ah Down the highway da de ah Da da dop da da ah Down the highway da de ah Da da dop da da ah Down the highway da de ah Da da dop da de ah

half crazy from the August heat or on a frozen Rotted road, with no one to complain to about your achin' feet You're gonna walk that endless highway Walk that highway

Sin razA?n, sin poesA?a, no hay otra cosa que yo quiera hacer, con amigos estarA? ,tocando fondo y divirtiA?ndome!! come on over highway to hell!!

I've gotten good at missin' her I practice all the time While I drive the Pan Am Highway through With that cactus friend of mine It's gettin' hard to

Wir fahr'n fahr'n fahr'n auf der autobahn Vor uns liegt ein weites tal Die sonne scheint mit glitzerstrahl Die fahrbahn ist ein graues band Weisse streifen

Let it roll down the highway Let it roll down the highway Roll, roll Roll down the highway Let it roll down the highway Roll, roll, roll Let it roll down the highway

all day (nanana) Some got jobs and some sell yea' Others just smoke and fuck all day Sunday mornin, crack of dawnn and I'm yawnin Natural bridge and kings highway

'm a rolling stone, all alone and lost For a life of sin, I have paid the cost When I pass by, all the people say "Just another guy on the lost highway