Lord, that 61 Highway
It the longest road I know
Lord, that 61 Highway
It the longest road I know
She run from New York City
Run right by my baby's do'

Well, there some folks said them
Greyhound buses don't run
Lordy, some folks said them
Greyhound buses don't run
Lord, just go to West Memphis, baby
Look down Highway 61

I said, please
I said, please see somebody for me
I said ple-eee-eee-ase
Please see somebody for me
If you see my baby
Tell her she's alright with me

Lord, if I should hap'n a-die, baby
Before you think my time have come
Lord, if I should hap'n a-die, baby
'Fore you think my time have come
I want you bury my body
Down on Highway 61.

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Writer(s): FRED MCDOWELL