Oh, yeah
Got a pocket full of memories and a song
Gotta keep on moving an rolling on
When I’m playing 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
Hand me down bike was my toy
A dreadful brother who gave me hell
And learned from the best who taught me well
I hear that highway calling
Oooh, feel the breeze
I’ve been around but then again is all I breathe
Saddle up baby, ride up close to me
An open highway is all I’ll ever need
Last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed
A one horse town is a one night stand
It’s just like my daddy, I’m a traveling man
I’m not the kind to settle down
The roar of the engine I love that sound
I hear that highway calling
Oooh, feel the breeze
I’ve been around but then again is all I breathe
Yes saddle up baby, ride up close to me
An open highway is all I’ll ever need
Last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed
Yeah
Oh, feel the breeze
I’ve been around but then again is all I breathe
Saddle up baby, ride uṗ close to me
An open highway is all I’ll ever need
Yeah, a wide open highway is all I need
Last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed
Oh yeah
Last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed
compositores: Bob Marlette, Dan Serafini, Gary Rossington, Johnny Roy Van Zant, Mark Matejka, Rickey Lynn Medlocke
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