Highway hum a song A song I know so well It's a fine line between here and gone The stories that we tell Rocky Mountain melodies From the desert to the Great Northwest Where Sadie and Buelah and Alta want to sing Right to their final breath Holding on through the snow Still a hundred miles to go Sing along to that old song On the all night radio I don't believe there's a finer thing Heaven would allow Than voices up close with the holy ghost Doing the best we know how Who can know the days we have Who can know our time But the stories and songs we pass along Are what we leave behind Holding on through the snow Still a hundred miles to go Sing along to that old song On the all night radio Highway hum a song A song I know so well It's a fine line between here and gone The stories that we tell