Wicked Messenger

作词:Bob Dylan

作曲:Bob Dylan

所属专辑:Standing Here Wondering Which Way To Go

歌词

Wicked Messenger - Marion Williams

There was a wicked messenger

From eli he did come

He has a mind that multiplied

The smallest matter

When questioned who

had sent for him

He answered with his thumb

For his tongue it could not

speak but only flatter

We can nathan young

We can nathan

His tongue it could not

speak but only flatter

He stayed behind the assembly hall

It was there he made his bed

Often times he could be seen returning

Until one day he just appeared

With a note in his hand which read

That soles of my feet you

know they're burning

We can nathan young

We can nathan

He said soles of my feet burning

Oh the leaves began to falling

And the seas began to part

And the people that

confronted him were many

He was told but these few words

That opened up his heart

If ye cannot bring good

news then don't bring any

We can nathan young

We can nathan

If ye cannot bring good

news then don't bring any

We can not nathan young

We can nathan

If ye cannot bring good

news then don't bring any

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