Headin' north on 101 Blastin' "Highway 61" I know every song Bob Dylan sung Yeah, and this old Mustang still can run Southern whiskey and berry wine But I'm leavin' the south pole far behind From the Southern Cross to the Big Nail Spent a couple nights in the county jail Yeah, I'm worn and kinda frail I still told that judge he could go to hell Them southern women, they're really fine But I'm leavin' the south pole far behind Southern Cross, the Big Nail Ride on in to the setting sun Southern Cross, the Big Nail Done paid twice for everything I've done Southern Cross, the Big Nail Southern Man gotta have some fun Southern Cross, the Big Nail Yeah, this old Mustang still can run Southern Cross, the Big Nail Southern women and berry wine Well, I'm leaving the south pole far behind Walk on, walk on You never know sometimes Uh, wooh, uh Southern Cross, the Big Nail Paid twice for everything I done Southern Cross, the Big Nail Lookout baby here I come, here I come Southern Cross, the Big Nail Uh Southern Cross, the Big Nail Yeah, this old Mustang still can run, yeah