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

　　Lord I really miss my baby

　　She's in some far-of land

　　Well Your streets are gettin' empty

　　Lord Your highway's gettin' filled

　　And Your streets are gettin' empty

　　And Your highway's gettin' filled

　　Well the way I love that woman

　　I swear it's bound to get me killed

　　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 got much more to lose

　　Right now I'm havin' trouble

　　Please don't take away my highway shoes

　　Well I'm bound to get lucky baby

　　Or I'm bound to die tryin'

　　Yes I'm a-bound to get lucky baby

　　Lord Lord I'm a-bound to die tryin'

　　Well meet me in the middle of the ocean

　　And we'll leave this ol' highway behind

　　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

　　She packed it all up in a suitcase

　　Lord she took it away to Italy Italy

　　So I'm walkin' down your highway

　　Just as far my poor eyes can see

　　Yes I'm a-walkin' down your highway

　　Just as far my eyes can see

　　From the Golden Gate Bridge

　　All the way to the Statue of Liberty