[00:00.00] 作词 : Dylan
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[00:08.04]There was a wicked messenger
[00:10.03]From Eli he did come
[00:13.51]With a mind that multiplied the smallest matter
[00:20.79]When questioned who had sent for him
[00:22.64]He answered with his thumb
[00:26.17]For his tongue it could not speak, but only flatter
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[00:46.44]He stayed behind the assembly hall
[00:53.50]It was there he made his bed
[00:53.88]Oftentimes he could be seen returning
[00:57.87]Until one day he just appeared
[01:00.49]With a note in his hand which read
[01:04.48]“The soles of my feet, I swear they’re burning”
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[01:22.85]Oh, the leaves began to fallin’
[01:26.71]And the seas began to part
[01:30.14]And the people that confronted him were many
[01:36.03]And he was told but these few words
[01:38.44]Which opened up his heart
[01:43.11]“If ye cannot bring good news, then don’t bring any”
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