Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Percy's Song, artist - Bob Dylan. Album song Live At Carnegie Hall 1963, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 05.01.2018
Record label: Resurfaced
Song language: English
Percy's Song |
Bad news, bad news, |
Come to me where I sleep, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
Sayin' one of your friends |
Is in trouble deep, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
Tell me the trouble, |
Tell once to my ear, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
Joliet prison |
And ninety-nine years, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
Oh what’s the charge |
Of how this came to be, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
Manslaughter |
In the highest of degree, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
I sat down and wrote |
The best words I could write, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
Explaining to the judge |
I’d be there on Wednesday night, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
Without a reply, |
I left by the moon, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
And was in his chambers |
By the next afternoon, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
Could ya tell me the facts? |
I said without fear, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
That a friend of mine |
Would get ninety-nine years, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
A crash on the highway |
Flew the car to a field, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
There was four persons killed |
And he was at the wheel, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
But I knew him as good |
As I’m knowin' myself, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
And he wouldn’t harm a life |
That belonged to someone else, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
The judge spoke |
Out of the side of his mouth, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
Sayin', «The witness who saw, |
He left little doubt,» |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
That may be true, |
He’s got a sentence to serve, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
But ninety-nine years, |
He just don’t deserve, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
Too late, too late, |
For his case it is sealed, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
His sentence is passed |
And it cannot be repealed, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
But he ain’t no criminal |
And his crime it is none, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
What happened to him |
Could happen to anyone, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
And at that the judge jerked forward |
And his face it did freeze, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
Sayin', «Could you kindly leave |
My office now, please,» |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
Well his eyes looked funny |
And I stood up so slow, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
With no other choice |
Except for to go, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
I walked down the hallway |
And I heard his door slam, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
I walked down the courthouse stairs |
And I did not understand, |
Turn, turn to the rain |
And the wind. |
And I played my guitar |
Through the night to the day, |
Turn, turn, turn again. |
And the only tune |
My guitar could play |
Was, «Oh the Cruel Rain |
And the Wind.» |