Lyrics The Fugitive - Merle Haggard, The Strangers
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Fugitive , by - Merle Haggard. Song from the album Down Every Road 1962-1994, in the genre Кантри Release date: 31.12.1995 Record label: Capitol Records Nashville Song language: English
The Fugitive
Down every road there's always one more city
I'm on the run, the highway is my home
I raised a lot of Cain back in my younger days
While Mama used to pray my crops would fail
I'm a hunted fugitive with just two ways:
Outrun the law or spend my life in jail
I'd like to settle down but they won't let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there's always one more city
I'm on the run, the highway is my home
I'm lonely but I can't afford the luxury
Of having one I love to come along
She'd only slow me down and they'd catch up with me