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Highway 51
Run right by my baby's do'
Highway 51
Runs right by my baby's do'
If I don't get the girl to lovin'
Ain't g'win down Highway 51, no mo'
Now, if I should die
Befo' my time should come
I say, if I should die, umm
Just befo' my time should come
I want ya to please bury my body
Out on Highway 51
Now, yon' come that Greyhound
With his tongue stickin' out on the side
Yas, yeah
Yon' come that Greyhound
With his tongue stickin' out on the side
If you buy yo' ticket
Swear 'fore God, that man'll let you ride
My baby didn't have one five dollars
Now-now, she spent it all on me, a V8 Ford
Yes, yes
My baby one five dollars
Spent it all on me, a V8 Ford
So I could meet that Greyhound bus
On that Highway 51 road
Now, anytime you get lonesome
An you wants to have some fun
Yes, yes
Anytime you get lonesome
An you wants to have some fun
(Where my goin?)
Come out to Tommy's cabin
He lives on Highway 51.
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