Highway 61 Revisited Songtext
von Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band
Highway 61 Revisited Songtext
God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe said, "Man, you must be puttin′ me on"
God said, "No," Abe said, "What?"
God said, "Hey, you can do what you want, but
The next time you see me comin' you better run"
Abe said, "Where do you want this killin′ done?"
God said, "Out on Highway 61"
Well, Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
"I got 40 red, white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones, man, don't ring
You know where I can get rid of these things?"
Louis the King said, "Uh, let me think for a minute, son
Yes, I think it can be easily done
Take everything down to Highway 61"
Well, the fifth daughter on the 12th night
Told the first father what she just didn't feel right
"My complexion," she said, "is much too light"
He said, "Come over here, step into the light," he said, "Hmm, yes
Let me tell the second mother what has been done"
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61
Well, the frozen gambler, he was very bored
Tryin′ to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said, "I 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 we'll have it on Highway 61" (whoa)
Whoa, whoa!
Abe said, "Man, you must be puttin′ me on"
God said, "No," Abe said, "What?"
God said, "Hey, you can do what you want, but
The next time you see me comin' you better run"
Abe said, "Where do you want this killin′ done?"
God said, "Out on Highway 61"
Well, Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
"I got 40 red, white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones, man, don't ring
You know where I can get rid of these things?"
Louis the King said, "Uh, let me think for a minute, son
Yes, I think it can be easily done
Take everything down to Highway 61"
Well, the fifth daughter on the 12th night
Told the first father what she just didn't feel right
"My complexion," she said, "is much too light"
He said, "Come over here, step into the light," he said, "Hmm, yes
Let me tell the second mother what has been done"
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61
Well, the frozen gambler, he was very bored
Tryin′ to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said, "I 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 we'll have it on Highway 61" (whoa)
Whoa, whoa!
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