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Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son", Abe says, "Man, U 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 says, "Where do U want this killin' done?", God says, "Out on Highway 61."
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department wouldn't give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go? Howard said there's only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun, and said that way down on Highway 61.
(All right, my friendly baby)
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King, I got 40 red white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones that don't ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things?
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
& he said yes I think it can be easily done, just take everything down to Highway 61.
(Aw, breakdown!)
Now the fifth daughter on the 12th night told the first father that things weren't right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light he says “hmm you're right”
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
Aw but the 2nd mother was with the 7th son & they were both out on Highway 61.
Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored, he was 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....
We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun and have it on Highway 61...Highway 61
Hey...All right...All right...
I’VE GOT BLISTERS ON MY FINGERS!!!
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