Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son" Abe says, "Man, you must be putting me on" God say, "No". Abe say, "What?" God say, "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 killing 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 Ol' 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 And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son And he said yes I think it can be easily done Just take everything down to Highway 61.
Now 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 and step into the light he 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.
Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored He was 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 can be very easily done We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun And have it on Highway 61.
Good morning little schoolgirl, good morning little schoolgirl Can I go home with, can I go home with you I'll tell your mother and your father, I'm a little schoolboy too
Gonna buy me an airplane, gonna buy me an airplane Gonna fly all over, gonna fly all over town, all over town, yes If I don't find my little schoolgirl, ain't gonna set my airplane down ah, yeah
Good morning little schoolgirl, ah, I remember way back, I remember way back When I was twelve, baby when I was twelve years old You know I was looking for a schoolgirl just to, eat my jelly roll, yeah
G, good morning little schoolgirl, good morning little schoolgirl Can I go home with, can I go home with you, ah, yeah Tell your mother and your father, I'm a little schoolboy, yes a schoolboy
It was early in the mornin', I heard the rooster call for day It was early in the mornin', I heard the rooster call for day I looked out my window and saw my baby walk away
I cried Lord please stop her, ain't gonna get drunk no more Yeah, I cried Lord please stop her, ain't gonna get drunk no more I was out my window, come back baby, please don't go
I know she heard me callin', she looked back and waved her hand I know she heard me callin', she looked back and waved her hand, yeah I heard her tell her mother, that golfer was no good man, yeah
Watch out, watch out
Well, I was fine baby, leave her, mother held by the hand I was fine baby, leave her mother held by the hand I'd give anything I have to just see that little girl again
When I was young boy I thought I had that touch I wanted to play that guitar so much Now I´m a man and I got no ooh Now I´m playing, playing son of gun
They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar And I´m gonna play in your town
Gonna play some blues Gonna play some rock´n´roll And trial up some several pretty girls so Gonna play some slow and play some best Gonna have a ball as long as best
They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar And I´m gonna play in your town
You get the girl And hold her close to you But you better get her before I do We gonna have some fun before we´re through I´ll play that guitar Especially just for you
They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar And I´m gonna play in your town
They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar And I´m gonna play in your town
Tin Pan Alley is a dirty place The very place my baby loves to stay Tin Pan Alley blues is killin' me It's killin' me
I met a women down there I really want to see
She little and cute, she's young and wild I just want to hold her in my arm for a little while So that the Tin Pan Alley blues will let me be Let me be
'Cause [Incomprehensible] If you only would agree
You see I love you for yourself Your just the kind of women That don't seam to care
Tin Pan Alley, baby must be your home Well, nothing down there, baby But blood and bones Yes, yes
Tin Pan Alley, it's way across town People like to kick the dog When the sun goes down
Tell you baby Please make it up in your mind Because a women like you darling Is sure hard to find