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 
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