Seven Curses - Joan Baez

Old Reilly stole a stallion\nBut they caught him and they brought him back\nAnd they laid him down on the jailhouse ground\nWith an iron chain around his neck.\nOld Reilly’s daughter got a message\nThat her father was goin' to hang.\nShe rode by night and came by morning\nWith gold and silver in her hand.\nWhen the judge he saw Reilly’s daughter\nHis old eyes deepened in his head,\nSayin', «Gold will never free your father,\nThe price, my dear, is you instead. "\n«Oh I’m as good as dead,» cried Reilly,\n«It's only you that he does crave\nAnd my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all.\nGet on your horse and ride away. "\n«Oh father you will surely die\nIf I don’t take the chance to try\nAnd pay the price and not take your advice.\nFor that reason I will have to stay. "\nThe gallows shadows shook the evening,\nIn the night a hound dog bayed,\nIn the night the grounds were groanin',\nIn the night the price was paid.\nThe next mornin' she had awoken\nTo know that the judge had never spoken.\nShe saw that hangin' branch a-bendin',\nShe saw her father’s body broken.\nThese be seven curses on a judge so cruel:\nThat one doctor will not save him,\nThat two healers will not heal him,\nThat three eyes will not see him.\nThat four ears will not hear him,\nThat five walls will not hide him,\nThat six diggers will not bury him\nAnd that seven deaths shall never kill him.