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grew up in the back woods of a small town -- my home town sneak out through the back yard, where the boys would be waiting around and weíd go creeping and the night was our time oh i remember the way that the moon would shine and all of the mischief done and the lessons learned the times i kicked on through and the times i was burned and itís not so far that i canít see theyíre still a part of me chorus it's the highest high itís the paths we fly itís an unpaved road, itís a rocky ride and all i can do is shake my head from side to side she must have been four years older, i was so young -- just fourteen i saw her staring at me, it was a look i hadnít ever seen she said be ever so slow as she came around oh i remember the way that she lay me down and all of the wonder and the mystery as i glimpsed the man that i would learn to be and sheís not so far that i canít find her with me all the time chorus and iím still keeping time to the things iíve left behind i fill up the tank as i head west out of town i turn the radio up to my favorite sound a guitar strumming with the sound of the wheels on highway 9 and i wonder -- will i remember this day for the rest of time? chorus |