The Wicked Messenger-Bob Dylan

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[00:00.00]The Wicked Messenger - Bob Dylan
[00:03.06]Written by：Bob Dylan
[00:06.12]There was a wicked messenger
[00:08.77]From eli he did come
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[00:12.95]With a mind that multiplied
[00:15.07]The smallest matter
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[00:18.77]When questioned who had sent for him
[00:21.37]He answered with his thumb
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[00:25.33]For his tongue it could not speak but only flatter
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[00:44.13]He stayed behind the assembly hall
[00:46.74]It was there he made his bed
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[00:51.38]Oftentimes he could be seen returning
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[00:56.87]Until one day he just appeared
[00:59.46]With a note in his hand which read
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[01:03.75]The soles of my feet I swear they're burning
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[01:22.02]Oh the leaves began to fallin'
[01:24.47]And the seas began to part
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[01:29.06]And the people that confronted him were many
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[01:34.75]And he was told but these few words
[01:37.59]Which opened up his heart
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[01:41.56]If ye cannot bring good news then don't bring any