i'm going down to see my highway girl she just back from around the world i'm gonna get me a gun, i'm gonna stand on guard in a little white booth in her front yard throwing rocks at her window what could she do if i throw enough rock one might break through well she looked out her window when the police came to see a big tin man dancing in the rain oh my little highway girl oh my little highway girl she said, don't you think babe you push a bit too fast i said, slowing down don't make it last and a memory's never gonna set you free go out an see that world and bring it home to me oh my little highway girl oh my little highway girl oh my little highway girl oh my little highway girl