Ridin’ down, ridin down, down the blues highway Headin’ on, all the way, down to New Orleans Flyin’ out, flyin home, early in the morning Rollin’ on, rollin on’, workin through the weeds & that ol’ mighty, mighty river . . her water keep runnin’ to the sea Railroad pantin’ & a churnin’ . . oh lord, the world can be so mean Oh lord Ridin’ down, ridin’ down, down the blues highway Aint a thing . . aint a lot of the Mississippi night Headin’ home, headin’ home . . early in the morning Headin’ on, headin’ on, she whipped me to my knees Mud’ll keep fillin’ up the river, tears’ll keep fillin’ up yer eye Mean old world’ll keep turnin’ . . Oh lord, it sure is hard to say goodbye Oh lord And the rain is pourin’ in buckets comin’ down Lightnin’ crashin’ in the sky And the windshield wipers can’t keep up with the fight Lord, I don't know why they even try Oh lord Ridin’ down, ridin’ down, down the blues highway Goin’ down, all the way, down to New Orleans Ridin’ down, ridin’ down, down the blues highway Goin down, all the way, down to New Orleans