Down the Highway

[Verse 1] Well, I’m walking down the highway With my suitcase in my hand Yes, I’m walking down the highway With my suitcase in my hand Lord, I really miss my baby She’s in some far-off land [Verse 2] Well, your streets are getting empty Lord, your highway’s getting filled And your streets are getting empty And your highway’s getting filled Well, the way I love that woman I swear it’s bound to get me killed [Verse 3] Well, I been gambling so long Lord, I haven't got much more to lose Yes, I been gambling so long Lord, I haven't got much more to lose Right now I’m having trouble Please don’t take away my highway shoes [Verse 4] Well, I’m bound to get lucky, baby Or I’m bound to die trying Yes, I’m a-bound to get lucky, baby Lord, Lord I’m a-bound to die trying Well, meet me in the middle of the ocean And we’ll leave this old highway behind [Verse 5] 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 Lord, she took it away to Italy, Italy [Verse 6] So, I’m a-walking down your highway Just as far as my poor eyes can see Yes, I’m a-walking down your highway Just as far as my eyes can see From the Golden Gate Bridge All the way to the Statue of Liberty