Oh, God said to Abraham, Kill me a son
Abe say, Man, you must be puttin me on
God say, No, Abe say, What?
God say, You can do what you want Abe
But the next time you see me comin, you better run
Well, Abe said, Where you want this killin done?
God said, Out on Highway 61
Well, Georgia Sam, he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department, they wouldnt give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard, Where can I go?
Howard said, Theres only one place I know
Sam said, Tell me quick, man, I got to run
Old Howard just pointed with his gun
And said, That way, down on Highway 61
Well, Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones that dont ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things?
And Louie the King said, Let me think for a minute, son
And he said, Yes, I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61
Now, the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things werent right
My complexion, she says, Is much too white
He said, Come here and step into the light
He says, Hmm, youre right
Let me tell the second mother, this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61
Now, the rovin gambler, he was very bored
Tryin to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said, I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes, I think it can be very easily done
Well just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway 61