Written by Walt Aldridge, Gary Baker, Susan Longacre

Broke down in a one horse town
Tryin’ to get the money up to get a ride
I spent four days and a week’s pay
Tryin’ to figure out how to get away and leave it behind
Before I loose my mind

You know I can’t wait to hit the interstate
Put the peddle down and open up the gate

I was born in a high high wind
I’ve been blowin’ around ever since

I had good job punchin’ the clock
Making fourteen and a quarter in the union shop
I liked the pay, but I couldn’t stay
I heard that highway callin’ and I had to get away
Ain’t no roots On these cowboy boots

One night I took a ride
And watched the city limits fading out of sight

I was born in a high high wind
I’ve been blowin’ around ever since

I travel light, rollin’ through the night
Got my top down, got my engine right

I was born in a high high wind
I’ve been blowin’ around ever since

(REPEAT)