歌手:Joan Baez
专辑:《Chimes Of Freedom: The Songs Of Bob Dylan Honoring 50 Years Of Amnesty International》

Old Reilly stole a stallion
They caught him and they brought him back
And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground
With an iron chain around his neck.
When Reilly's 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 Reilly's daughter
His old eyes deepened in his head,
Sayin', "Gold will never free your father,
That 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 don't 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 father's body broken.
Seven curses on a judge so cruel:
One doctor can not save him,
Two healers can not heal him,
Three eyes can not see him.
Four ears can not hear him,
Five walls can not hide him,
Six diggers can not bury him.
And Seven deaths shall never kill him.