Walk Along the Highway - Catie Curtis

Rhonda Lee

You got a lot of weight to bear

Cutting your own hair

Apologizing to the girl upstairs

'Cause the police

Woke up the neighborhood last night

In the backyard with flashlights

Your husband running from his drunken fights

Do you think you might

Want to walk along the highway

And they ask you why you do not leave

But you don’t want to walk along the highway

In the cold December breeze

Rhonda Lee

You got a lot on your mind

Your first child due right at Christmas time

You know he’s really not the family kind

And in your head

You see a pretty Christmas tree

Two tall candles on the mantle piece

All around you family

It could be

Do you want to walk along the highway

And they ask you why you do not leave

But you don’t want to walk along the highway

In the cold December breeze

There’s a kicking inside you

Now you’ve got to decide this for two

And it haunts you

Whey they ask you

'Cause you got to

Walk along the highway

Into the life that you can dream