Down the Highway

Bob Dylan

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Well I'm walkin' down the highway With my suitcase in my hand. Yes I'm walkin' down the highway With my suitcase in my hand. Lord I really miss my baby (Riff) She's in some far-off land. Well your streets are gettin' empty Lord your highway's gettin' filled. And your streets are gettin' empty And your highway's gettin' filled. Well the way I love that woman (Riff) I swear it's bound to get me killed. Well I been gamblin' so long Lord I ain't got much more to lose. Yes I been gamblin' so long Lord I ain't got much more to lose. Right now I'm havin' trouble (Riff) Please don't take away my highway shoes. Well I'm bound to get lucky baby Or I'm bound to die tryin'. Yes I'm a-bound to get lucky baby Lord Lord I'm a-bound to die tryin'. Well meet me in the middle of the ocean (Riff) And we'll leave this ol' highway behind. Well the ocean took my baby My baby stole my heart from me. Yes the ocean took my baby My baby took my heart from me. She packed it all up in a suitcase (Riff) Lord she took it away to Italy Italy. So I'm a-walkin' down your highway Just as far as my poor eyes can see. Yes I'm a-walkin' down your highway Just as far as my eyes can see. From the Golden Gate Bridge (Riff) All the way to the Statue of Liberty.

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