Poor Lazarus
Bob Dylan
Well they found poor Lazarus in between two mountains Blowed him down great God they blowed him down Well they killed poor Lazarus with a mighty number number 45 Poor Lazarus they took his body to the commissary office Walked away great God they walked away Poor Lazarus Lazarus's father When he heard his son was a-dying he said: let that fool go down Let the fool go down And Lazarus Lazarus's little sister she could not come to the funeral Didn't have no shoes lord on her feet And Lazarus Lazarus's old mother walking down the road crying: my only son he killed my only son Hey captain did you hear the news? Your men are gonna leave you next pay day oh lord next pay day Well the high sheriff told the deputy go out and get me Lazarus Dead or alive dead or alive