Highway Fever

Those easy-action formulae lie easy in my mouth

Down streets I walked for ever while my head was blowing South

That same old highway fever keeps burning up my socks

The river keeps on running, I've been too long on the rocks

All along the waterfront the chance is lost and found

I'm halfway back to nowhere but my head is outward bound

I'm on the run, my head is free, my cover has been blown

And still I hate to sing these backstage blues alone

Out beyond the fences windswept trees lay down to die

But I'm staring into limbo as the 19.10 rolls by