Poor Lazarus Songtext
von Dave Van Ronk

A sheriff told the deputy:
"Bring me Lazarus."
A sheriff told the deputy:
"Bring me Lazarus."
Dead or alive.
Great god, dead or alive.
Well, the deputy wonder.
Where in the world to find him.
Well, the deputy wonder.
Where in the world to find him.
I don′t know.
Great god, I just don't know.
They found the poor Lazarus.
Between two mountains.
Well they found the poor Lazarus.
Between two mountains.
And they blowed him down.
Great god, they blowed him down.
Well, Lazarus told the deputy:
"I ain′t never been rested"


Well, Lazarus told the deputy:
"I ain't never been rested".
By no one bad.
By no one bad.
Well, they killed the poor Lazarus.
With a mighty number.
Well, they killed the poor Lazarus.
With a mighty number.
A number 45.
A number 45.
Well, they took the poor Lazarus.
To the commissary counter.
Well, they took the poor Lazarus.
To the commissary counter.
And they walked away.
Good god, they walked away.
Well Lazarus' mother.
Well she come runnin′.
Well Lazarus′ mother.
Well she come runnin'.
Crying: "My only son.
Good god, my only son."
Well, captain have you heard?
Your men gonna leave you.
Captain have you heard?
Your men gonna leave you.
Next pay day.
Good god, on next pay day.