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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 says, "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 said, "Where do you want this killin' done?" |
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God say, "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 and I got to run" |
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0ld howard just pointed with his gun |
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And said, "That way down 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 rid 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 fifth 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 says is much too white |
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He said, "Come here and step into the light" |
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He says, "Hmm you're right |
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Let me tell the 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 Rovin' 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 |