Down the Highway

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
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 Lord, I really miss my baby
 She's in some far land
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 Well, your streets are gettin' empty
 Lord, your highway's gettin' filled
 And your streets are gettin' empty
 And your highway's gettin' filled
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 Well, the way I love that woman
 I swear it's bound to get me killed
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 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 a-got much more to lose
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 Right now I'm havin' trouble
 Please, don't take away my highway shoes
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 Well, I'm bound to get lucky, baby
 Or I'm bound to die tryin'
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 Yes, I'm a-bound to get lucky, baby
 Lord, Lord, I'm a-bound to die tryin'
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 Well, meet me in the middle of the ocean
 And we'll leave this ol' highway behind
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 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
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 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
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 From the Golden Gate Bridge
 All the way to the Statue of Liberty