61 Highway Lyrics - The First Recordings - Mississippi Fred Mcdowell

Lord, that 61 Highway is the longest road I know 

Lord, that 61 Highway may be the longest road I know 

She run from New York City, down the Gulf of Mexico 

Lord, it's some poor sand down, Greyhound buses don't run 

Lord, it's some poor sand down, Greyhound buses don't run 

Just go to work with me baby, look down Highway 61 

I said, "Please, please see somebody for me" 

I said, "Please, please see somebody for me" 

If you see my baby, tell her she's alright with me 

I'm gonna buy me a pony can, pay for fox-trot and run 

I'm gonna buy me a pony can, pay for fox-trot and run 

Lord, when you see me comin', pretty Mama, I'll be on Highway 61 

I started school one Monday mornin', Lord, I throwed my books away 

I started school one Monday mornin', baby, I throwed my books away 

I wrote a note to my teacher, Lord, I'm gonna try 61 today 

Lord, if I have to die, baby, fo' you think my time have come 

Lord, if I have to die, baby now, fo' you think my time have come 

I want you to bury my body, out on Highway 61 

Lord, it's amazin', baby, Lord, don't want you to have no fun 

It's amazin', baby, don't want you to have no fun 

Just come down to my little cabin, out on Highway 61