Watch my back and light my way (my traveling star, my traveling star). 看我的背，照亮我的路（我的旅行明星，我的旅行星） 。

Watch over all of those born St. Christopher's Day (old road dog, young runaway). 关注过那些天生圣基道儿童日（旧路的狗，年轻的失控）的。

They hunger for home but they cannot stay, 他们渴望回家，但是他们不能留下来，

they wait by the door, they stand and they stare. 他们等待在门口，他们的立场，他们盯着。

They're already out of there, they're already out of there. 他们已经离开那里，他们已经离开那里。

   

My daddy used to ride the rails (so they say, so they say). 我的爸爸常常骑马导轨（所以他们说，让他们说） 。

Soft as smoke and as tough as nails (Boxcar Jones, old walking man). 柔软如烟雾和象钉子一样坚韧（棚车琼斯，老走的人） 。

Coming back home was like going to jail. 回来家里就像坐牢。

The sheets and the blankets and babies and all, 床单和毯子婴儿和所有，

no, he never did come back home, never that I recall. 不，他从来没有回家，从来没有，我记得。

   

Never mind the wind, never mind the rain, never mind the road leading home again. 没关系风，从来不介意下雨，从不介意再次引领了回家的路。

Never asking why, never knowing when, every now and then, there he goes again. 永远不要问为什么，从来不知道什么时候，每一个现在，然后，他又来了。

   

She had a cat and a dog named Blue (my traveling star, my traveling star). 她有一只猫和一个叫蓝狗（我的旅行明星，我的旅行星） 。

A big old stove and a fireplace, too (old road dog, young runaway). 一个大的老炉子和壁炉，太（旧路的狗，年轻的失控） 。

She told me loved me like it was true. 她告诉我，爱我，就像是真实的。

I knew I should stay, I knew I would go. 我知道我应该留下来，​​我知道我会去。

Run, run, run away. Run, run, run away, boy. 跑，跑，跑了。跑，跑，跑了，男孩。

   

Run before the wind, run before the rain, over yonder hill, just around the bend. 风前跑，下雨前跑，在山那边，只是周围的弯曲。

Never knowing why, never knowing when, every now and then, there you go again. 永远不知道为什么，从来不知道什么时候，每一个现在，然后，你又来了。

   

Tie me up and hold me down (oh, my traveling star). 把我绑起来，抓住我（哦，我的旅行星） 。

Bury my feet down in the ground (oh, old road dog). 埋葬我的脚倒在地上（哦，旧路的狗） 。

Claim my name from the lost and found and let me believe this is where I belong. 从失物招领权利要求我的名字，让我相信这是属于我的地方。

Shame on me for sure for one more highway song. 可耻的是我可以肯定的多了一个高速公路的歌曲。

My traveling star, my traveling star... 我的旅行明星，我的旅行明星...