Highway Girl
Well I'm going down to see my highway girl
Yeh she just back from around the world
I'm gonna get me a gun, I'm gonna stand on guard
In a little white booth in her front yard
Throwing rocks at her window what could she do
If you throw enough rocks one might break through
Well she looked out her window when the police came
Yeh to see a big tin man dancing in the rain
Ah my little highway girl
Ah my little highway girl, yeah
Don't you think babe you push a bit too fast
I said, Slowing down don't make it last
Yeh, she said a memory's never gonna set
Ah go out and see that world and bring it home to me
Ah my little highway girl
Ah, come on home, come on home, my little highway girl
Ah, baby baby, come on home, come on home, my little highway girl
Ah my little highway girl, yeah
Writer/s: The Tragically Hip
