Ten Foot Tuque - Hwy1 Lyrics

I'm heading down the highway
Got a cool breeze in my hair
I hope you're going my way
There's lots of room to share
My pack of smokes are empty
My whiskey bottle's dry
I cannot find the answers
To those questions deep inside
Put down that gun son
Before you go and hurt yourself
You're drivin' too fast brother
Gonna go and wreck yourself
Your pack of smokes are empty
Your whiskey bottle's dry
You cannot find the answers
To all those questions deep inside
We're heading down the highway
We've got a cool breeze in our hair
We hope you're going our way
There's lots of room to share
We're heading down the highway
We're heading down the highway
We're heading down the highway
We're heading down the highway