W^Chen I was ^Fadd9young I dreamed of h^Cighways ^C I never k^Cnew^Fadd9 I'd find you t^Chere ^C You've got y^Cours^Fadd9 and I've got ^Cmy ways ^C It's all ^Gsus4gone ^Fadd9 and I don't c^Care ^C

Then come and l^Cay down ^Fadd9here upon my p^Cillow ^C ^C I've got to ^Fadd9see you one more t^Cime ^C Don't tell l^Cies ^Fadd9- they're hard to h^Candle ^C It's too ^Gsus4late ^Fadd9 to change my m^Cind ^C

^Gsus4Some words don't come e^Casy ^Gsus4Some don't come at a^Cll I ^Fadd9don't think I'll be t^Calking when you ^Gsus4leave ^Gsus4

Late last n^Cight I t^Fadd9hought I heard you c^Crying ^C I g^Cuess you had some t^Fadd9rouble in your s^Cleep ^C And the o^Cnly ^Fadd9sound I can re^Cly on ^C Is the ^Gsus4song you're s^Fadd9inging when you l^Ceave ^C

Some words don't come easy Some don't come at all I don't think I'll be talking when you leave When I was young I dreamed of highways Never knew I'd lose you there You've got yours and I've got my ways It's all gone and I don't care It's all gone and I don't care

Hoyt Axton - I dream of highways