"Well God said to Abraham kill me a son He said man you must be putting me on God said "No!" Abe said "what!?" God said, "You can do what you wanna, but the next time you see me comin' you'd better run" Abe said "Where do you want this killing done?" God said, "out on that Highway 61"
Well Georgia Sam he had bloody nose Welfare department would give him no clothes He asked poor Howard "Where can I go?" Howard say "There's only one place I know" "Sounds great man, tell me, I gotta run!" Howard just pointed with his gun and said "That route, down on 61" "Well Mack the Finger," said Louie the King, "I got 40 red white and blue shoestrings And a thousand telephones that won't ring You know I can't get rid of these things" He said "now let me think for a minute son." Said "yes that can be easily done, just take him down on that '61"
That Highway... Highway.. Highway... Highway.. Highway!
The fifth daughter on the twelfth night Told first father that things weren't right.. My complexion she said, It's much too white He said come here and stare up into the light" And said.. "mmm you're right I better tell the second mother it's been done" But the 2nd mother with the 7th son they were Out on that Highway 61
Now the roving gambler was very bored Trying to create the next world war And He found a promoter, fell on the floor And said "I've never engaged in this kind of thing before" "But, Yep, I think it can be easily done.. Highway!" "Just put some bleachers there out in the sun and have it out on that 61."