Endless Highways Songtext
von Bob Dylan

Take a silver dollar and put it in your pocket
Never let it slip away
Always be a man, not a boy gone astray
When you get 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 ′til you die
All you children goin' my way
Better tell your home life sweet goodbye


When I see a detour up ahead
Well, I leave it far behind
Who knows what you're up to find there
With the cost of livin′
And the price of dyin′
Well, it look like to me this time I won't be buyin′

You're gonna walk that endless highway
Walk that highway ′til you die
All you children goin' my way
Better tell your home life sweet goodbye

When they get a scapegoat by the throat
It′s hard labour and cold beans
If you get away quick
You'll be eatin from the poison peanut machine
Well, I sing by the night, oh, and wander by day
I'm on the road and it looks like I′m here to stay

You′re gonna walk that endless highway, endless highway
Walk that highway 'til you die
All you children goin′ my way, goin' my way
Better tell your home life sweet goodbye, anytime

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