Afterglow 61

US highway, from north to south

It's history breathing

Get out from under the gun

Drive down Highway 61

Hannibal's son saw the gold rush

Saw the civil war done

Then settled down south

On Highway 61

There's no reason to feel downhearted

There's music in the wheels, there to be found

Goodnight Irene in the prison walls

Killed a man, lived to sing about it all

Stella 12 on Highway 61

The immigrant son, left the mining town

Electrified, traditional

And had it out on Highway 61

There's no reason to feel downhearted

There's music in the wheels, there to be found