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Lyrics for Seven Curses by Bob Dylan:
| | | Artist: | Bob Dylan |
| | Album: | The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3 | | Track: | Seven Curses | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 185 | | | | Lyrics: | by Bob Dylan
Old Reilly stole a stallion
But they caught him and they brought him
back
And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground
With an iron chain around his
neck.
Old Reilly's daughter got a message
That her father was goin' to
hang.
She rode by night and came by morning
With gold and silver in her
hand.
When the judge he saw Reilly's daughter
His old eyes deepened in his
head,
Sayin', "Gold will never free your father,
The price, my dear, is you
instead."
"Oh I'm as good as dead," cried Reilly,
"It's only you that he does
crave
And my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all.
Get on your horse and ride
away."
"Oh father you will surely die
If I don't take the chance to try
And pay
the price and not take your advice.
For that reason I will have to stay."
The
gallows shadows shook the evening,
In the night a hound dog bayed,
In the night the
grounds were groanin',
In the night the price was paid.
The next mornin' she had
awoken
To know that the judge had never spoken.
She saw that hangin' branch
a-bendin',
She saw her father's body broken.
These be seven curses on a judge so
cruel:
That one doctor will not save him,
That two healers will not heal
him,
That three eyes will not see him.
That four ears will not hear him,
That
five walls will not hide him,
That six diggers will not bury him
And that seven deaths
shall never kill him | | | |  Reddit | X / Twitter | Facebook | Copy link |
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