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Låttexter: Black Oak Arkansas. Highway Pirate.

Movin' makes me thirsty. Hungry deep down
Got my heart and soul from the lost and found
I'm a high rider baby
Say don't need no creed
I'm aimed in my ways
Let me do what I please Yea
I'm a sailor on the road
Music is my game
Truck all day
Play all night
(missing words) is the same
Lookin' for some action
Trouble is my friend
Lookin' for a woman
Who'll let me in
Let me in
I feel free 'cause I'm a highway pirate
Highway pirate highway pirate
Stealin' your love away

Well I pulled into town on a one night stand
Broken down, I had no money to spend
Chanced upon a lady
There she stood all alone
Told her I would love her if
She'd take me home and she did!

Well I drank all her wine

And I drank her sweet love
She was to me like the stars above
Told her that I loved her
But I could not stay
So I stoled her love and I ran away
Ran away
I couldn't stay 'cause I'm a highway pirate
Highway pirate highway pirate
Stealin' your love away

I'm movin' down the road
I got my own speed
I travel light
Just take what I need
Truckin' and tokin'
Just cruisin' along
In two or three months
I'll be headed home
Been so long 'cause
I'm a highway pirate
Highway pirate highway pirate
Stealin' your love away
I'm a highway pirate highway pirate highway pirate
Stealin' your love away