Fred McDowell - Highway 61 Lyrics
61 Highway Blues 5:18 Trk 4Fred McDowellMississippi Fred McDowell - vocal and guitarRecorded Feb. 13, 1965, Como MississippiAlbum: You Gotta Move, Arhoolie 304Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com(guitar)Lord, that 61 HighwayIt's the longest road I know-whoaLord, that 61 HighwayIt the longest road I know-ohShe run from New York CityDown the Gulf of MexicoLord, it's some folks said themGreyhound buses don't runLord, it's some folks said themGreyhound buses don't runJust go to West Memphis, babyLook down Highway 61I said, pleasePlease see somebody for meI said ple-eee-asePlease see somebody for meIf you see my babyTell her she's alright with me(guitar)I'm gonna buy me a ponyCan pace, fox-trot and runI'm gonna buy me a ponyCan pace, fox-trot and runLord, when you see me, pretty mamaI be on Highway 61I started school one Monday mo'ningLord, I throwed my books awayI started school one Monday mo'ningLord, I throwed my books awayI wrote a note to my teacher, LordI gonna try 61, today(guitar)Lord, if I hap'n a-die, baby'Fore you think my time have comeLord, if I hap'n a-die, baby, Lord'Fore you think my time have comeI want you bury my body-yeahOut on Highway 61Lord, if yo' manShould have you get *boogied', babyLord, don't want you to have no funIf your man should have you get boogied'Baby, don't want you to have no funJust come down to my little cabinOut on Highway 61.(guitar to end)~*boogied - pronounced more like 'bo-gee'd or 'bo-gin'refers to mean and/or cheap boyfriend, man or husband.as in old blues lyrics 'My Man Is Boogan Me'Lucille Bogan. (few lines below)..'He won't buy me no shoes, he won't buy me no clothesAnd he's got so lowdown, he wants to put me outdoors,You know that's boogin' me'.
