Well moma said " Son before you leave me
There's something I want you to do
Promise me that you won't go wrong
As you travel down Highway 52 "

I am sitting on the banks of the Ohio river
As the Sun rise kisses the dew
Fox hounds run and the steam boat roll
I'm sitting there on highway 52

I love the hills of old West Virginia
Kentucky shes painted so blue
My road mas out, my shoes are made for walking
I'll be walking down old highway 52

From the old Queen City to New Boston town
Ironton and old Hanging rock
I've made ever stop, I've played every station
While travelin' there on Highway 52

So tell me my love, oh tell me my darlin'
What are you going to do
If you don't love me or care about me
I'll be headin' on down highway 52

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And when it comes time for me to go
I'll hang up my old walkin' shoes
For the last old ride in that big black car
As they haul me down old highway 52

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