text: One, two, three, four
  We all got troubles, we all got pain
  Everybodys got their own versions of cocaine
  Nobodys perfect like a thorn on a rose
  Ive got a closet full of skeletons underneath my clothes
  Long overdue for confessing my confession
  Im the hypocrite poster-boy, perfected imperfection
  Take your heart out on the highway
  When you hit the road again
  Youre always treating every stranger
  That you meet like an old friend
  No, life doesnt have a rewind so dont live it with regret
  And you better watch out where you flick your cigarette
  So dont be starting fires unless youre getting cold
  Mix it up with wine and music and a loved one to hold
  I dont throw stones, dont want no one throwin em back
  So save yourself the trouble and go cut the world some slack
  You take your heart out on the highway
  When you hit the road again
  Youre always treating every stranger
  That you meet like an old friend
  Just like an old friend
  We all got troubles, we all got pain
  Everybodys got their own versions of cocaine
  Left wing or right wing, it takes both wings for flight
  Cant you hear the children singing?
  Red and yellow, black and white
  So stop your fightin, start unitin, sing along
  I think wed all agree we love a Tom Petty song
  You take your heart out on the highway
  When you hit the road again
  Youre always treating every stranger
  That you meet like an old friend
  You take your heart out on the highway
  When you hit the road again
  Youre always treating every stranger
  That you meet like an old friend
  Just like an old friend 
  Just like an old friend 
  Treating every stranger 
  Just like an old friend