- Votes:
- Composer:
- Bob Dylan
 
- Genres:
- Folk
 
- See also:
Arlo Guthrie - Percy's Song lyrics
Words and music by Bob Dylan
 Bad news, bad news, come to me where I sleep
 Turn, turn, turn again
 Sayin' one of my friends is in trouble deep
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
 Tell me the trouble, tell me once to my ears
 Turn, turn, turn again
 Joliet prison for ninety-nine years
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
 A crash on the highway
 Threw a car into a field
 Turn, turn, turn again
 There were four people killed
 And he was at the wheel
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
 But I knew him as well
 As I know my own self
 Turn, turn, turn again
 And he wouldn't harm a life
 That belonged to someone else
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
 That may be so said the judge
 From the side of his mouth
 Turn, turn, turn again
 But the witness who saw it
 He left little doubt
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
 He may, he may have
 A sentence to server
 Turn, turn, turn again
 But ninety-nine years
 He just does not deserve
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rainArlo Guthrie - Percy's Song - http://motolyrics.com/arlo-guthrie/percys-song-lyrics.html
 Too late, too late, for his case it is sealed
 Turn, turn, turn again
 A sentence, it is passed
 And it can not be repealed
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
 But he ain't no criminal
 And his crime it is none
 Turn, turn, turn again
 And what happened to him
 Could have happened to anyone
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
 At that the judge jumped forward
 And his face it did freeze
 Turn, turn, turn again
 Sayin' would you kindly leave
 My office now please
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
 I squinted my eyes and I stood up slow
 Turn, turn, turn again
 With no other choice except for me to go
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
 I walked down the hall
 And I heard his door slam
 Turn, turn, turn again
 I walked down the stairs
 But I did not understand
 Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
 And I played my guitar
 Through the night and through the day
 Turn, turn, turn again
 But the only tune
 That my guitar would play was oh how cruel
 The Wind and the rain














