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Lord, that 61 Highway is the longest road I know |
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Lord, that 61 Highway may be the longest road I know |
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She run from New York City, down the Gulf of Mexico |
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Lord, it's some poor sand down, Greyhound buses don't run |
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Lord, it's some poor sand down, Greyhound buses don't run |
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Just go to work with me baby, look down Highway 61 |
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I said, "Please, please see somebody for me" |
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I said, "Please, please see somebody for me" |
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If you see my baby, tell her she's alright with me |
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I'm gonna buy me a pony can, pay for fox-trot and run |
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I'm gonna buy me a pony can, pay for fox-trot and run |
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Lord, when you see me comin', pretty Mama, I'll be on Highway 61 |
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I started school one Monday mornin', Lord, I throwed my books away |
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I started school one Monday mornin', baby, I throwed my books away |
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I wrote a note to my teacher, Lord, I'm gonna try 61 today |
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Lord, if I have to die, baby, fo' you think my time have come |
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Lord, if I have to die, baby now, fo' you think my time have come |
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I want you to bury my body, out on Highway 61 |
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Lord, it's amazin', baby, Lord, don't want you to have no fun |
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It's amazin', baby, don't want you to have no fun |
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Just come down to my little cabin, out on Highway 61 |
