Bob Dylan - The ballad of frankie lee and judas priest
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CWell Frankie LeeEm and Judas Priest
They Dmwere the best of friends C
So when CFrankie Lee needed Emmoney one day
Judas Dmquickly pulled out a roll of tens C
And Cplaced them on a footEmstool
Just Dmabove the plotted plain C
Sayin' TCake your pick FraDmnkie Boy
My Emloss will be your gain C
Well FCrankie Lee he saEmt right down
And put his Dmfingers to his chin C
But Cwith the cold eyes of JudEmas on him
His Dmhead began to spin C
Could yCa please not stare at me lEmike that he said
It's jDmust my foolish pride C
For Csometimes a man must be Emalone
And Dmthis is no place to hide C
Well CJudas he just wEminked and said
All rightDm I'll leave you here C
CBut you'd better hurry up and Emchoose
Which of those bills you Dmwant
Before they all disappear C
IC'm gonna start my pEmickin' right now
Just Dmtell me where you'll be C
CJudas pointed down the Emroad
And said Dmeternity C
ECternity said FraEmnkie Lee
DmWith a voice as cold as Cice
TChat's right said Judas EterEmnity
Though you Dmmight call it 'Paradise ' C
IC don't call it anything Em
Said DmFrankie Lee with a smile C
ACll right said JudEmas Priest
IDm'll see you after a while C
WCell Frankie Lee he saEmt back down
DmFeelin' low and mean C
CWhen just then a passing Emstranger
DmBurst upon the scene C
CSaying Are you Frankie Lee the gamEmbler
Whose Dmfather's deceased C
CWell if you are
There's a Emfellow callin' you down the road
And they Dmsay his name is Priest C
OCh yes he is my friEmend
Said DmFrankie Lee in fright C
IC do recall him vEmery well
In Dmfact he just left my sight C
YCes that's the one said the straEmnger
As Dmquiet as a mouse C
WCell my message is he's dowEmn the road
DmStranded in a house C
CWell Frankie Lee heEm panicked
He dropped Dmev'rything and ran C
CUntil he came unto the sEmpot
Where DmJudas Priest did Cstand
CWhat kind of house is tEmhis he said
WDmhere I have come to roam C
ICt's not a house says JudEmas Priest
It's not a hDmouse it's a home C
WCell Frankie Lee he trEmembled
He Dmsoon lost all control C
OCver everything which Emhe had made
DmWhile the mission bells did Ctoll
CHe just stood there Emstaring
At that big house as Dmbright as any Csun
CWith four and twenty Emwindows
And a Dmwoman's face in every onCe
CWell up the stairs ran FEmrankie Lee
With a Dmsoulful bounding leap C
CAnd foaming at the mEmouth
He began to Dmmake his midnight creep C
CFor sixteen nights and Emdays he raved
But Dmon the seventeenth he buCrst
CInto the arms of EmJudas Priest
Which is Dmwhere he died of thirst C
CNo one tried to Emsay a thing
When they Dmcarried him out in jest C
CExcept of course the liEmttle neighbour boy
DmWho carried him to rest C
And Che just walked along Emalone
With his Dmguilt all well concealed C
CAnd muttered underEmneath his breath
NDmothing is revealed C
CWell the moral of the sEmtory
The Dmmoral of this Csong
CIs simply that one should Emnever be
Where Dmone does not belong C
CSo when you see your neighbour carryin' Emsomethin'
DmHelp him with his Cload
And Cdon't go mistaking EmParadise
For that Dmhome across the road C