On the highway

Thirty people lost their lives

On the highway

Thirty people lost their lives

Well, I had some words to holler

And my Rosie took a ride

In the moonlight

See the Greyhound rolling on

In the moonlight

See the Greyhound rolling on

Flying through the crossroads

Rosie ran into the Hound

For the graveyard

Thirty boxes made of bone

For the graveyard

Thirty boxes made of bone

Mister Undertaker

Take this coffin from my home

In the midnight

Hear me crying out her name

In the midnight

Hear me crying out her name

I'm standing on the railroad

Waiting for the Graveyard Train

On the highway

Thirty people turned to stone

On the highway

Thirty people turned to stone

Oh, take me to the station

'Cause I'm number thirty-one