Lyrics

I’m getting ready to
Hit that road after all
I’ve been waiting so long
Finally hit that ball

I got a silver bullet
And a guitar that knows how to cry
I’ma grab my chance
Get my gun
Shoot it right between the eyes

I’m going down
Going down to Kansas
I’m going down
Old Chicago
I’m going down
To Highway 61
I do believe I’m goin' have lots of fun

Back in Chicago
At Buddy’s Legends Club
Jimmy Burns was groovin'
And Lindsay sure enough was tough
And this Cat from NY
Trumpet girl Shanelle
Sang her soul out
And blew everybody down to hell

I’m going down
Going down to St. Louis
I’m going down
Memphis, Tennessee
I’m going down
Further south to Clarksdale
And at the crossroads there will be no sale

Down in St. Louis
With Tom Malone
And the Social Club Band
Bob Luhr was in the house
We had ourselves a St. Louis jam
By the end of the night
I had me a job at BB’s
700 Hundred South Broadway
The home of St. Louis blues

I’m going down
Going down to Natchez
I’m going down
To the Mardi Gras
I’m going down
Down to New Orleans
The place where the rhythm is king

Yeah, The place where the rhythm is king
Yeah, The place where the rhythm is king
Well don't you know, don't you know