歌手:Bob Dylan
专辑:《The 50th Anniversary Collection 1963 - 2013》

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 reilly's daughter got a message
That her father was gonna hang.
She rode by night and came by morning
With gold and silver in her hand.
When the judge he 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 on your horse and ride away."
"Oh father you will surely die
If I dont take the chance and 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 dark the grounds were groanin,
In the dark the price was paid.
The next morning when she had awoken
She found out that the judge had never spoken.
She saw that hangin' branch abandoned,
She saw her father's body broken.
These be seven curses on a judge so cruel:
That one doctor cannot save him,
That two eyes cannot see him,
And that three healers cannot heal 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.