| It was twenty years ago, I was about fourteen years old
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| When I first heard that Wolfman’s howl
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| He sneaked me through the door, there was whisky on the floor
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| And the fuzz they were on the prowl
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| It seems so long ago
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| I’m living on the Highway now
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| He’s a giant of a man, He always understands
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| The very best notes to use
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| His hand make two of mine, his heart beat right on time
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| He taught me how to sing the blues
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| He’s the reason why I choose to live on the highway now
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| I played the blues with Walter, and Muddy pulled me through
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| I know a Jimmy Rogers song or two
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| But there’s one thing I know, no matter where I go
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| I can do a little howling too
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| That’s why I sing these blues, I’m living on the highway now
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| The years have come and gone but the blues still go on
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| I only sing my songs for fun
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| If you ask me to, I’ll do a song for you
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| 'Cause the women like to see me come
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| Me and my guitar, my band, we’re living on the highway now |