Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' 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 killin' done ?"
God says, "Out on Highway 61"
Spent the last year
Rocky Mountain way
Couldn't get much higher
Out to pasture
Think it's safe to say
Time to open fire
For seven years, I dwelt
In the loose palace of exile,
Playing strange games with the girls of the island.
Now, I have come again
To the land of the fair and the strong and the wise.
Brothers and sisters of the pale forest,
Children of night
Who among you will run with the hunt?
Now night arrives with her purple legion
Retire now to your tents and to your dreams.
Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth
I want to be ready.