Yeah, his guitar slung across his back
  His dusty boots is his Cadillac
  Flamin' hair just a blowin' in the wind
  Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin
  He left home when he was seventeen
  The rest of the world he had longed to see
  But everybody knows the Boss
  A rolling stone who gathers no moss
  
  But you'd probably call him a tramp
  But it goes a little deeper than that
  He's a highway chile, yeah
  
  Now some people say he had a girl back home
  Who messed around and did him pretty wrong
  They tell me it kinda hurt him bad
  Kinda made him feel pretty sad
  I couldn't say what went through his mind
  Anyway, he left the world behind
  But everybody knows the same old story,
  In love and war you can't lose in glory
  
  Now you'd probably call him a tramp
  But I know it goes a little deeper than that
  He's a highway chile
  
  Walk on brother, yeah
  One more brother
  
  His old guitar slung across his back
  His dusty boots is his Cadillac
  Flamin' hair just a blowin' in the wind
  Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin
  
  Now you may call him a tramp
  But I know it goes a little deeper than that
  He's a highway chile
  
  Walk on brother
  Don't let no one stop you
  Highway chile
  Yeah yeah yeah
  Highway chile
  Go on down the highway
  Highway chile
  Yeah yeah yeah
  Highway chile