Seven Curses - Live at Town Hall, New York, NY - April 1963

Lyrics

Old Reilly stole a stallion
 But they caught him and they brought him back
 And they laid him down in the jailhouse ground
 With an iron chain around his neck
 Old Reilly's daughter got a message
 That her father was to hang
 She rode by night and came by morning
 With gold and silver in her hand
 When the judge saw Reilly's daughter
 His old eyes deepened in his head
 Sayin', "Gold will never free your father
 The price, my dear, is you instead"
 "Oh, I'm as good as dead", cried Reilly
 "It's only you that he does crave
 And my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all
 Get back on your horse and ride away"
 "Oh father, you will surely die
 If I don't take the chance to try
 To pay the price and not take your advice
 For that reason, I will have to stay"
 The gallows shadows shook the evening
 In the night, a hound dog bayed
 In the night the grounds were groaning
 In the night the price was paid
 The next morning, she had awoken
 To find that the judge had never spoken
 She saw that hanging branch a-bending
 She saw her father's body broken
 These be seven curses on a judge so cruel
 That one doctor cannot save him
 That two healers cannot heal him
 And three eyes cannot see him
 That four ears cannot hear him
 That five walls cannot hide him
 That six diggers cannot bury him
 And that seven deaths shall never kill him
 

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Duration
05:14
Key
4
Tempo
102 BPM

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