Woorden: Arlo Guthrie. Percy's Song.

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
Juliet 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
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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
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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
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But ninety-nine years, he just does not deserve
Turn, turn to the wind and the rain

Too late, too late, for his case it is sealed
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A sentence, it is passed and it can not be repealed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
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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
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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
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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