Lyrics Highway 61 Revisited - John Waite
"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."
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