Going Strong

Rolling down the highway is when I feel most free

Running down that long white line as far as I can see

Searching for a guiding light somewhere in a song

I don’t need a thing but an old six string to keep me going strong

It’s frowned upon to be alive in a dead end town

If you don’t do as they do they’ll try and tear you down

And when the going gets too tough, I’ll get going gone

I don’t need a thing but an old six string to keep me going strong

Going strong, going strong

I don’t need a thing but an old six string to keep me going strong

I don’t sing the blues would be wrong to say

Wouldn’t be the first time troubles come my way

I don’t have to wonder why I keep on keeping on

I don’t need a thing but an old six string to keep me going strong