Oh, God to Abraham, "Kill me a son" Abe said, "Man, you must be me on" God said, "No" Abe say, "What?" God say, "You can do you want, Abe, but The next you see me comin', you better run" Well, Abe said, "Where d'you this killin' done?" God said, "Out on 61"
Well, Georgia Sam, he had a bloody department, they wouldn't give him no clothes He asked Howard, "Where can I go?" Howard said, "There's one place I know" Sam said, "Tell me quick, man, I got to run" Oh, Howard just pointed his gun And said, "That way, Highway 61"
Well, Mack the said to Louie the King "I got red-white-and-blue shoestrings And a telephones that don't ring Do you know where I can get rid of things?" And Louie the said, "Let me think for a minute, son" Then he said, "Yes, I think it can be done Just everything down to Highway 61"
Now, the daughter on the twelfth night the first father that things weren't right "My complexion," she says, "is too white" He said, "Come here and into the light" He said, "Hmm, you're right, let me tell the second mother has been done" But the second was with the seventh son And were both out on Highway 61
Now, the gambler he was very bored Trying to create a next war He found a promoter who nearly off the floor He said, "I never in this kind of thing before But yes, I think it can be very done just put some bleachers out in the sun And it on Highway 61"