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Oh, yeah!
Whoo!
Got a pocket full of memories and my song
Gotta keep on movin′ and rollin' on
When I′m playin' for keeps, I always win
Don't know where I′m going, but I know where I′ve been, yeah
Looking back when I was a boy
A hand-me-down bike was my toy
A barefoot brother who gave me hell
I learned from the best who taught me well
I hear that highway callin'
Oh, feel the breeze
I′ve been around playin' and gamblin′, but Lord, I'm free
Saddle up, baby, ride up close to me
An open highway′s all I'll ever need
Last of a dyin' breed
Last of a dyin′ breed
One horse towns and one night stands
Just like my daddy, I′m a travelin' man
I′m not the kind to settle down
The roar of the engine, I love that sound
I hear that highway callin'
Oh, feel the breeze
I′ve been around playin' and gamblin′, but Lord, I'm free
Saddle up, baby, ride up close to me
An open highway's all I′ll ever need
Last of a dyin′ breed
Oh, yeah
Last of a dyin' breed
Yeah
Oh, feel the breeze
I′ve been around playin' and gamblin′, but Lord, I'm free
Yeah, saddle up, baby, ride up close to me
An open highway′s all I'll ever need
Yeah, a wide open highway is all I need
Last of a dyin' breed, yeah
Last of a dyin′ breed
Oh, yeah!
Last of a dyin′ breed
Whoa
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Writer(s): Bob Marlette, Gary Rossington, Rickey Lynn Medlock, Johnny Van Zant, Dan Serafini, Mark Matejka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
