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The Wicked Messenger lyrics
There was a wicked messenger, from Eli he did come
With 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
He stayed behind the assembly hall
It was there, he made his bed
Oftentimes he could be seen returning
Until one day he just appeared
With a note in his hand which read
"The soles of my feet, I swear they're burning"
Oh, the leaves began to falling and the seas began to part
And the people that confronted him were many
And he was told but these few words
Which opened up his heart
"If you cannot bring good news, then don't bring any"
Part of these releases
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- Track 10 on John Wesley Harding
- 9 I Pity The Poor Immigrant
- 11 Down Along The Cove
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- Track 10 on The Bob Dylan 60's Collection Disc 9
- 9 I Pity The Poor Immigrant
- 11 Down Along The Cove
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