You may bury my body, down by the highway side
Baby, I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead & gone
You may bury my body, ooooo, down by the highway side
So my old evil spirit
Can get a Greyhound bus, and ride.
— Robert Johnson, ‘Me and the Devil Blues’
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