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Down the Highway

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2 Leave a comment on paragraph 2 0 Commentary

3 Leave a comment on paragraph 3 0 Todd Harvey writes that Down the Highway marks Dylan’s arrival as a bluesman, saying it’s “Dylan’s most original blues to date and perhaps his most creative work in this genre.”

4 Leave a comment on paragraph 4 0 Clinton Heylin, however, says Dylan’s version owes an enormous debt to Robert Johnson’s Crossroads Blues. Listen for yourself, see what you think.

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6 Leave a comment on paragraph 6 0 Paul Nelson and Jon Pankake, writing in June 1963 edition of the Little Sandy Review, claim that Dylan is trying to copy Charlie Pickett’s guitar figure from an unrelated song that happens to have the same title.

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8 Leave a comment on paragraph 8 0 Nelson and Pankake conclude that “the result is practically pure folknik, and Dylan has missed Pickett’s point altogether”.  I don’t suppose anybody missed Pickett’s use of the phrase “Highway 61”,  right?

9 Leave a comment on paragraph 9 0 Like most songwriters, Dylan frequently used an event from his own life as the take-off point for a song. In this case the event is his girlfriend at the time, Suze Rotolo, leavinging for an extended trip to Italy:

10 Leave a comment on paragraph 10 0 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

11 Leave a comment on paragraph 11 0 As of this writing, Dylan has never played the song live.


12 Leave a comment on paragraph 12 0 Lyrics

13 Leave a comment on paragraph 13 0 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.

14 Leave a comment on paragraph 14 0 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.

15 Leave a comment on paragraph 15 0 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.

16 Leave a comment on paragraph 16 0 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.

17 Leave a comment on paragraph 17 0 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.

18 Leave a comment on paragraph 18 0 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.

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