Hitchin' Along I 75

Walking past the exit sign

Underneath a southern sky

I saw her standing by the white-painted line

She was hitchin' along I

75

With a cardboard sign

and a restless look in her eyes

We started rolling

To the rhythm of the blacktop road

(rolling,

rolling)

She said she left a town back north

Looking for a softer breeze

Now the gravel-shoulder highway is her only peace

Two lanes turning into four

Nobody's keeping score anymore

(no, not anymore)

She was hitchin' along I 75

With a cardboard sign and a restless look in her eyes

We started rolling

To the rhythm of the blacktop road

(rolling along)

Rolling on

down that highway... (mmmmm)