Bob Dylan

Oh God said to Abraham, Kill me a son
Abe says, Man, you must be puttin' me on
God says, No. Abe says, What?
God says, You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin' you better run
Well Abe says, Where do you want this killin' done?
God says, Out on Highway 61.
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there's only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
0l' Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones that don't ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things