[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:05.77]Old reilly stole a stallion
[00:09.38]
[00:11.81]But they caught him and they brought him back
[00:16.09]
[00:17.97]And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground
[00:23.08]With an iron chain around his neck.
[00:27.58]
[00:31.82]Old reillys daughter got a message
[00:36.25]
[00:37.31]That her father was goin to hang.
[00:41.99]She rode by night and came by morning
[00:45.14]
[00:46.88]With gold and silver in her hand.
[00:50.94]
[00:55.25]When the judge he saw reillys daughter
[00:59.24]
[01:00.37]His old eyes deepened in his head,
[01:04.11]
[01:04.98]Sayin, gold will never free your father,
[01:09.23]
[01:10.23]The price, my dear, is you instead.
[01:14.16]
[01:18.71]Oh Im as good as dead, cried reilly,
[01:22.46]
[01:23.58]Its only you that he does crave
[01:27.20]
[01:28.19]And my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all.
[01:33.35]Get on your horse and ride away.
[01:36.24]
[01:42.86]Oh father you will surely die
[01:47.85]If I dont take the chance to try
[01:51.66]
[01:52.53]And pay the price and not take your advice.
[01:57.46]For that reason I will have to stay.
[02:01.33]
[02:08.75]The gallows shadows shook the evening,
[02:12.94]
[02:13.94]In the night a hound dog bayed,
[02:17.31]
[02:18.93]In the night the grounds were groanin,
[02:22.30]
[02:23.74]In the night the price was paid.
[02:26.68]
[02:33.10]The next mornin she had awoken
[02:37.22]
[02:37.91]To know that the judge had never spoken.
[02:41.28]
[02:42.59]She saw that hangin branch a-bendin,
[02:47.27]She saw her fathers body broken.
[02:50.70]
[02:57.13]These be seven curses on a judge so cruel:
[03:01.80]That one doctor will not save him,
[03:05.29]
[03:09.91]That two healers will not heal him,
[03:13.15]
[03:14.39]That three eyes will not see him.
[03:18.20]
[03:21.57]That four ears will not hear him,
[03:25.69]
[03:26.31]That five walls will not hide him,
[03:29.93]
[03:31.18]That six diggers will not bury him
[03:34.58]
[03:35.76]And that seven deaths shall never kill him.

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
Old reilly stole a stallion
But they caught him and they brought him back
And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground
With an iron chain around his neck.
Old reillys daughter got a message
That her father was goin to hang.
She rode by night and came by morning
With gold and silver in her hand.
When the judge he saw reillys daughter
His old eyes deepened in his head,
Sayin, gold will never free your father,
The price, my dear, is you instead.
Oh Im as good as dead, cried reilly,
Its only you that he does crave
And my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all.
Get on your horse and ride away.
Oh father you will surely die
If I dont take the chance to try
And 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 groanin,
In the night the price was paid.
The next mornin she had awoken
To know that the judge had never spoken.
She saw that hangin branch a-bendin,
She saw her fathers body broken.
These be seven curses on a judge so cruel:
That one doctor will not save him,
That two healers will not heal him,
That three eyes will not see him.
That four ears will not hear him,
That five walls will not hide him,
That six diggers will not bury him
And that seven deaths shall never kill him.