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 barefoot 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 a rambler and a gambler lord i'm free. 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 towns and one night stands. 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 lord i'm free. 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 a rambler and a gamblerlord I'm free. Saddle up baby ride u? 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