Song Lyrics

Well, the high sheriff he told the deputy
He said a, "Go out and bring me Lazarus"

Well, the high sheriff he told the deputy
He said a, "Go out and bring me Lazarus"
Bring him dead or alive, oh Lord
Bring him dead or alive

And the deputy began to wonder
Just where in the world they could find him

And the deputy began to wonder
Just where in the world they could find him
Well, I don't know, oh Lord
Well, I just don't know

They found poor Lazarus
They found him up between two mountains

They found poor Lazarus
They found him up between two mountains
And they brought him down, oh Lord
They brought him down

And what they, what they used
And what they used was a great big number

And what they, what they used
And what they used was a great big number
Number forty-four, oh Lord
Number forty-four

And they took poor Lazarus
They took him down to the commissary counter

And they took poor Lazarus
They took him down to the commissary counter
And they lowered him down, oh Lord
And they lowered him down

And Lazarus' poor mother
Well, she couldn't go to the funeral

And Lazarus' poor mother
Well, she couldn't go to the funeral
She didn't have no shoes, oh Lord
She didn't have no shoes

I tell you, high sheriff
I tell you one of your men is going to leave you

I tell you, high sheriff
I tell you one of your men is going to leave you
Come next pay day, oh Lord
Come next pay day

Buffy Sainte-marie