We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
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 you want this killin done?" God says "Out on Highway 61."
In his live performances, Dylan and his band rock this song so it soars up to heaven and back - never twice the same way. We must have 15-20 live versions of it. Lyrics here.CD here.