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Introduction:

The Fugitive is a timeless country ballad performed by the legendary Merle Haggard. Released in 1966, the song quickly became a cornerstone of Haggard’s discography and a defining moment in the outlaw country movement. Produced by Ken Nelson, the track showcases Haggard’s signature storytelling ability and his raw, emotional vocals.

Hailing from Bakersfield, California, Merle Haggard emerged as a leading figure in the burgeoning outlaw country scene of the 1960s. With his gritty realism and unflinching honesty, Haggard captured the hearts of millions with songs that reflected the lives of working-class Americans. “The Fugitive” perfectly encapsulates this ethos, painting a poignant portrait of a man on the run from both the law and his own demons.

Written by the songwriting duo of Casey Anderson and Liz Anderson, the song’s lyrics delve into the complexities of a fugitive’s life, exploring themes of loneliness, regret, and the yearning for redemption. Haggard’s soulful delivery brings these themes to life with a depth and authenticity that few artists can match.

“The Fugitive” achieved significant commercial success, climbing the country charts and solidifying Haggard’s status as a country music superstar. The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to its timeless appeal and Haggard’s undeniable talent as a songwriter and performer.

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Lyrics:

“The Fugitive”

Down every road there’s always one more city
I’m on the run, the highway is my home
I raised a lot of cane back in my younger days
While mama used to pray my crops would fail
I’m a hunted fugitive with just two ways:
Outrun the law or spend my life in jailI’d like to settle down but they won’t let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there’s always one more city
I’m on the run, the highway is my home

I’m lonely but I can’t afford the luxury
Of having one I love to come along
She’d only slow me down and they’d catch up with me
For he who travels fastest goes alone

I’d like to settle down but they won’t let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there’s always one more city
I’m on the run, the highway is my home
I’m on the run, the highway is my home