Poor Lazarus

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