Carefree Highway, ©1973 by Gordon Lightfoot

Picking up the pieces of my sweet shattered dream
I wonder how the old folks are tonight
Her name was Ann and I'll be damned if I recall her face 
She left me not knowing what to do 

Carefree highway, let me slip away on you 
Carefree highway, you seen better days 
The morning after blues from my head down to my shoes 
Carefree highway, let me slip away, slip away on you 

Turning back the pages to the times I love best 
I wonder if she'll ever do the same 
Now the thing that I call living is just being satisfied 
With knowing I got no one left to blame 

Carefree highway, I got to see you my old flame 
Carefree highway, you seen better days 
The morning after blues from my head down to my shoes 
Carefree highway, let me slip away, slip away on you 

Searching through the fragments of my dream shattered sleep 
I wonder if the years have closed her mind 
I guess it must be wanderlust or trying to get free 
From the good old faithful feeling we once knew 

Carefree highway, let me slip away on you 
Carefree highway, you seen better days 
The morning after blues from my head down to my shoes 
Carefree highway, let me slip away, slip away on you 
Let me slip away on you 
Carefree highway, I got to see you my old flame 
Carefree highway, you seen better days 
The morning after blues from my head down to my shoes 
Carefree highway, let me slip away, slip away on you