WellI m walkin down the highway
With my suitcase in my hand.
YesI m walkin down the highway
With my suitcase in my hand.
LordI really miss my baby
She s in some far-off land.
Wellyour streets are gettin empty
Lordyour highway s gettin filled.
And your streets are gettin empty
And your highway s gettin filled.
Wellthe way I love that woman
I swear it s bound to get me killed.
WellI been gamblin so long
LordI ain t got much more to lose.
YesI been gamblin so long
LordI ain t got much more to lose.
Right now I m havin trouble
Please don t take away my highway shoes.
WellI m bound to get luckybaby
Or I m bound to die tryin .
YesI m a-bound to get luckybaby
LordLord I m a-bound to die tryin .
Wellmeet me in the middle of the ocean
And we ll leave this ol highway behind.
Wellthe ocean took my baby
My baby stole my heart from me.
Yesthe ocean took my baby
My baby took my heart from me.
She packed it all up in a suitcase
Lordshe took it away to ItalyItaly.
SoI m a-walkin down your highway
Just as far as my poor eyes can see.
YesI m a-walkin down your highway
Just as far as my eyes can see.
From the Golden Gate Bridge
All the way to the Statue of Liberty.

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