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Seven Curses (Live at Town Hall, New York, NY - April 1963)

Seven Curses (Live at Town Hall, New York, NY - April 1963)

Bob Dylan

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Old Reilly stole a stallion But they caught him and they brought him back And they laid him down in the jail house 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 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 fathers body broken These be seven curses on a judge so cruel That one doctor can't not save him That two healers cannot heal him That three eyes cannot see him That four ears cannot hear him, That five walls cannot hide him, That six diggers cannot bury him And that seven deaths shall never kill him
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