Poor Lazarus-Bob Dylan

Poor Lazarus - Bob Dylan Oh the new sheriff sent a letter "Go out an' get me Lazarus Dead or alive Dead or alive " Oh the high sheriff then he wondered Where should I find him I don't know Great God I just don't know Well they found poor Lazarus Between two mountains An' they blowed him down An they blowed him down Oh they killed poor Lazarus With a mighty number Number 45 An' they took poor Lazarus To the commissary office An' they walked away An' they walked away Oh Lazarus' Lazarus' father When he heard his son was a-dyin' Said "Let the fool go down Let the fool go down " Oh Lazarus' Lazarus' his little sister She come to the funeral Lord didn't have no shoes Didn't have no shoes An Lazarus' Lazarus' his poor mother Come a-walkin' down the road Cryin' "My only son My only son " O"Oh Captain have you heard the news Your old men are gonna leave you Next payday On next payday " Oh the high sheriff told the deputy: "Go out an' get me Lazarus Dead or alive Dead or alive "