22 Highway Blues

I'm gonna get up in the morning, gonna catch that Highway 22
Gonna find me you
I'm gonna get up in the morning, baby
Catch that Highway 22
Gonna find the truth, gonna get right with you

Been lookin' for my woman, Lord
Don't think she can't be found
Searchin' for my baby til it put me underground

I'm gonna stop by the whiskey store
Gonna buy me a jug of wine
Take my rest and drown them devils in my mind
I'm gonna stop by the whiskey store
Gonna buy me a jug of wine
Take up the highway with them devils close behind
'Cause dark is the night and short is my time

Lookin' for my honey-child, don't think she can't be found
Lost again in Michigan, in fury and the sound

It's gonna get bad in the mornin' when I roll into Arbortown
It's gonna get bad in the mornin', honey
When I roll in to Arbortown
Searchin' for sweet Ella, and they say she can't be found



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Williams
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