Bob Dylan and The Band - Endless Highway

Take a silver dollar, put it in your pocket
Never let it slip away
Always be a man, not a boy gone astray, astray
When ya 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
I leave it far behind
Who knows what you're apt to find there
With the cost of livin', and the price of dyin'
It looks 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 labor and cold beans
If ya get away
You'll be eatin' from the poison peanut machine
I sing by night, wander by day
I'm on the road and it looks like I'm here to stay

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
Goodbye
Better tell your home-life sweet goodbye

Written by:
Robbie Robertson

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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