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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Karen O
Karen O
Performer
The Million Dollar Bashers
The Million Dollar Bashers
Performer
Nels Cline
Nels Cline
Guitar
Lee Ranaldo
Lee Ranaldo
Sitar
Tom Verlaine
Tom Verlaine
Slide Guitar
Steve Shelley
Steve Shelley
Drums
John Medeski
John Medeski
Piano
Tony Garnier
Tony Garnier
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Ranaldo
Lee Ranaldo
Producer
Chris Allen
Chris Allen
Assistant Engineer
Tom Gloady
Tom Gloady
Assistant Engineer
TJ Doherty
TJ Doherty
Recording Engineer
Stewart Lerman
Stewart Lerman
Recording Engineer
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, God said to Abraham, "Kill me son" Abe' said, "Man, you must be puttin' me on" God said, "No", Abe said, "What?" God said, "You can do what you want Abe' but The next time you see me comin' you better run" Well, Abe' said, "Where you want this killin' done?" God said, "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?" And Howard said, "There's only one place I know" And Sam said, "Tell me quick man, I got to run" And ol' Howard just pointed with his gun And said, "That way down 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?" And Louie, the King said, "Let me think for a minute, son" And he said, "Yes, I think this could be easily done Just take everything down to Highway 61" Well, the fifth daughter on the twelfth night Told the first father that things weren't right "My complexion" she said, "Is much too white" He said, "Come here, step into the light" She says, "Hmm you're right, let me tell the second mother This has been done" But the second mother was with the seventh son And they were both out on Highway 61 Well, the rovin' gambler, she was very borin' She was tryin' to create a next world war He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor He said, "I've never engaged in this kind of thing before But yes, I think it could be very easily done" We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun And have it out on Highway 61 Highway Highway
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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