Highway '61 Revisited Lyrics - Singles - Pj Harvey

Well God said to Abraham, kill me a son 

Abe said, man you must be putting me on 

God said no, Abe said, what? 

God say, you do what you wanna, but 

The next time you see me coming you'd better run 

Abe said, where do you want this killing done? 

God said, out on that highway sixty-one 

Well Georgia Sam he had bloody nose 

Welfare department would give him no clothes 

He asked poor Howard, where can I go? 

Howard said, there's only one place I know 

Sounds great man, tell me, I gotta run 

Howard just pointed with his gun 

And said, that way, down on sixty-one 

Well Mack the finger, said Louie the King 

I've got forty red white and blue shoestrings 

And a thousand telephone that don't ring 

You know I can't get rid of these things 

And he said, now let me think for a minute son 

He said, yes that can be easily done 

Just take them down on that sixty-one 

That highway, highway 

Highway, highway, highway 

Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night 

Told first father that things weren't right 

My complexion, she said, is much too white 

He said, come here and stare up into the light 

He said, mm you're right 

Let me tell the second mother it's been done 

But the second mother with the seventh son 

They were out on that highway sixty-one 

Now the roving gambler he was very bored 

Trying to create a next world war 

And he found a promoter fell off the floor 

And said, I 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 sixty-one