Highway 61 Revisited (Live at the Woodstock Festival, Saugerties, New York 1994) (Live)

歌詞

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 She's in some foreign 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 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 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 And we'll leave this old 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 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 All the way to the Statue of Liberty