Po' Lazarus
Bob Dylan

High sheriff, he told the deputy
He says: Go out and bring me Laz'us
Bring him dead or alive
Lawdy, bring him dead or alive

Oh the deputy begin to wonder
here in the world he could find him
Well, I don't know
Lawdy, I just don't know

Oh, they found po' Laz'us
Way out between two mountains
And they blowed him down
Lawd, Lawd, an' they blowed him down

Ol' Laz'us tol' the deputy
He had never been arrested
By no one man
Lawdy, by no one man

So they shot po' Laz'us
Shot him with a great big number
Number forty-five
Lawdy, number forty-five

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