Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
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Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' me on"
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God say, "No." Abe say, "What ?"
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God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but
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The next time you see me comin' you better run"
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Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killin' done ?"
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God says. "Out on Highway 61".
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Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
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Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes
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He asked poor Howard where can I go
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Howard said there's only one place I know
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Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
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Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun
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And said that way down on Highway 61.
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Well Mack the finger said to Louie the King
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I got forty red white and blue shoe strings
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And a thousand telephones that don't ring
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Do you know where I can get ride of these things
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And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
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And he said yes I think it can be easily done
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Just take everything down to Highway 61.
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Now the fift daughter on the twelfth night
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Told the first father that things weren't right
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My complexion she said is much too white
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He said come here and step into the light he says hmmm you're right
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Let me tell second mother this has been done
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But the second mother was with the seventh son
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And they were both out on Highway 61.
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Now the rowin' gambler he was very bored
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He was tryin' to create a next world war
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He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
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He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
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But yes I think it can be very easily done
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We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun
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And have it on Highway 61.
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Highway 61 Revisited
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Bob Dylan |