Down the highway
Bob Dylan/To Cry/ll Night) Lyrics


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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-off 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 a-walkin' down your highway
Just as far as my poor eyes can see
Yes, I'm a-walkin' down your highway
Just as far as my eyes can see




From the Golden Gate Bridge
All the way to the Statue of Liberty

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Bob Dylan's "Down the Highway" entail a journey where the singer is walking down the highway with his suitcase in his hand. Throughout the song, he expresses his longing for his lover, who is in some far-off land. The empty streets and the filled highways symbolize the emptiness he feels inside because of the absence of his lover. He believes that his love for her is bound to get him killed one day.


The singer talks about gambling and how he has lost almost everything. He pleads to not take away his highway shoes as he is having trouble. In the end, he talks about hope and his unyielding spirit to not give up until he finds his true love. He is bound to get lucky, or he would rather die trying. Finally, he concludes by stating that he is walking on the highway, from the Golden Gate Bridge to the Statue of Liberty, the grand stretches of the American landscape. The ocean took away his love, and he is now just walking down the highway with his suitcase, perhaps in search of something new.


Line by Line Meaning

Well, I'm walkin' down the highway
The singer is starting a journey on the road.


With my suitcase in my hand
He is carrying his suitcase with him.


Yes, I'm walkin' down the highway
The singer is emphasizing he is traveling on foot.


Lord, I really miss my baby
He's deeply and painfully missing someone he loves.


She's in some far-off land
The person he misses is in a distant place.


Well, your streets are gettin' empty
He has noticed that the town or city he is walking through is not as populated as it used to be.


Lord, your highway's gettin' filled
On the other hand, he is witnessing an increase in traffic on the road.


And your streets are gettin' empty
The singer repeats that he is walking through an abandoned town.


And your highway's gettin' filled
Here he mentions again the busy road that's gradually becoming crowded.


Well, the way I love that woman
He emphasizes that he is in love with someone whom he misses.


I swear it's bound to get me killed
His love for the woman can be dangerous and even life-threatening.


Well, I been gamblin' so long
The singer has been taking risks for a long time.


Lord, I ain't got much more to lose
He's at a point in his life where he has very little left to lose.


Yes, I been gamblin' so long
He is restating his habit of taking chances.


Lord, I ain't got much more to lose
His situation gets increasingly precarious due to his predicament.


Right now I'm havin' trouble
He is currently in a difficult situation.


Please don't take away my highway shoes
He is asking for help, hoping his way of transportation won't get taken away from him.


Well, I'm bound to get lucky, baby
He's optimistic that he will eventually succeed.


Or I'm bound to die tryin'
The singer is determined to take risks until he finds success--and potentially die trying.


Yes, I'm a-bound to get lucky, baby
The singer restates his confidence that his luck will turn around.


Lord, Lord I'm a-bound to die tryin'
His intentions will likely cause him to die trying to achieve his goals.


Well, meet me in the middle of the ocean
The singer invites someone to take a journey with him, to meet him in the ocean.


And we'll leave this ol' highway behind
Together, they will abandon their current path and go on a new adventure.


Yes, the ocean took my baby
The singer lost someone he deeply loved to life's circumstances.


My baby took my heart from me
The lost loved one was the most important thing in his life.


She packed it all up in a suitcase
She left; what he cherished all fits in a single suitcase.


Lord, she took it away to Italy, Italy
She went to a foreign country, possibly for a new life or new opportunities.


So, I'm a-walkin' down your highway
The singer is still on his journey down the long road.


Just as far as my poor eyes can see
He goes as far as he is able, with no destination in sight.


From the Golden Gate Bridge
He references a famous American landmark on the west coast.


All the way to the Statue of Liberty
His path will take him all the way to a famous landmark in New York City, symbolizing the entirety of the United States.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BOB DYLAN

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@caerbannoghare4744

Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby
Can't buy a thrill
Well, I've been up all night, baby
Leanin' on the windowsill
Well, if I die
On top of the hill
And if I don't make it
You know my baby will
Don't the moon look good, mama
Shinin' through the trees?
Don't the brakeman look good, mama
Flagging down the "Double E?"
Don't the sun look good
Goin' down over the sea?
Don't my gal look fine
When she's comin' after me?
Now the wintertime is coming
The windows are filled with frost
I went to tell everybody
But I could not get across
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be your boss
Don't say I never warned you
When your train gets lost



All comments from YouTube:

@davesouthwick970

I'm 61 now, & still trying to fathom how such a young man wrought such elemental, timeless blues out of his (sub)consciousness. And to this day, with or without pharmaceutical assistance, I find more textured layers of meaning informing the lyrics. We will never know his like again, & I will be listening to Bob Dylan until my dying day.

@PatrickHenry-pz1pd

He was on meth during this time, but still, all of this coming out of such a young man at the time amazes me

@garethgravell1596

Think you mean "wrote"

@garethgravell1596

No you are right😚

@johnconway6976

You're truly on Highway 61 😉

@jeffreyrwilliams9345

I'm 67, Bob, Like Simon and Garfunkle are of the Tribes, as such, i consider them Minor Prophets sharing great truths. A Blessing

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@robertwheeler3862

One of the coolest songs ever.

@jeffreyjablowicz1200

Yes

@achalbedi6846

yes, robert, one of the coolest, hands down. right along side blue sky, by alman brothers😎. the thing about dylan? he found a way, in himself, transforms melancholy to a powerful stream of some other kind of feeling. a quiet booster. to move on, go deeper, find more. of course, he'd laugh if he saw this, his rasping laugh of five decades ago😎. the dude. none other. every song way you there😎.

@achalbedi6846

and the boost on this one, gets you rollin.. on down the road, on a freight train😎 or that jet plane in the rain😎

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