Bridget St John
Bridget St John
Bridget St John
Bridget St John
Bridget St John
Bridget St John
Bridget St John
Bridget St John
Bridget St John
Bridget St John
Bridget St John
Now the high sheriff told the deputy
He said "Go out and bring me Lazarus"
Oh the high sheriff told the deputy
He said "Go out and bring me Lazarus
Bring him dead or alive, whoa, yeah
Bring him dead or alive"
And the deputy began to wonder
Just where in the world they would find him
Oh the deputy began to wonder
Just where in the world they would find him
Lord, I don't know
Oh I, I just don't know
But they found poor Lazarus
Found him up between two mountains
Oh they found poor Lazarus
Found him up between two mountains
And they blowed him down, oh
They blowed him down
And what, what they used
What they used was a mighty big number
Lord, what they used
What they used was a mighty big number
Number forty-four, whoa, yeah
Number forty-four
And they took poor Lazarus
Took him down to the commissary counter
Oh they took poor Lazarus
Took him down to the commissary counter
And they lowered him down, oh
They lowered him down
And Lazarus' poor mother
She could not go to the funeral
Oh Lazarus' poor mother
She could not go to the funeral
She didn't have no shoes, ah, Lord
Didn't have no shoes
Well I tell you, high sheriff
I tell you, all of you men
I'm gonna leave you
Yes I tell you, high sheriff
I tell you, all of you
All of you, all of you men
I'm gonna leave you
Come next payday, whoa, yeah
Come the next payday
Lazarus was written by Traditional.