"Bad news, bad news,
Come to me where I sleep"
Turn, turn, turn again
"Say, one of your friends
Is in trouble deep"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

"Tell me the trouble,
Tell me once to my ear"
Turn, turn, turn again
"Joliet prison and ninety-nine years"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

"Oh, what's the charge
Of how this came to be?"
Turn, turn, turn again
"Manslaughter in the highest degree"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

I sat down and wrote
The best words I could write
Turn, turn, turn again
Explaining to the judge
I'd be there on Wednesday night
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

Without a reply, I left by the moon
Turn, turn, turn again
And was in his chambers
By the next afternoon
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

"Would you tell me the facts,"
I said without fear
Turn, turn, turn again
"That a friend of mine
Could get ninety-nine years"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

"A crash on the highway,
Flew the car to a field"
Turn, turn, turn again
"There was four persons killed
And he was at the wheel"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

"But I knew him as good
As I'm knowing myself"
Turn, turn, turn again
"And he wouldn't harm a life
That belonged to someone else"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

The judge he spoke
Out of the side of his mouth
Turn, turn, turn again
Saying "The witness who saw,
He left without doubt"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

"That may be true,
He's got a sentence to serve"
Turn, turn, turn again
"But ninety-nine years
He just don't deserve"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

"Too late, too late,
For his case it is sealed"
Turn, turn, turn again
"His sentence it is passed
And cannot be repealed"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

"But he ain't no criminal
And his crime it is none"
Turn, turn, turn again
"What happened to him
Could happen to anyone"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

At that the judge jumped forward
And his face it did freeze
Turn, turn, turn again
Saying "Could you kindly leave
My office now please?"
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

His eyes looked funny
And I stood up so slow
Turn, turn, turn again
With no other choice except for to go
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

I walked down the hallway
And I heard his door slam
Turn, turn, turn again
I walked down the courthouse stairs
And did not understand
Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind

And I played my guitar
Through the night to the day
Turn, turn, turn again
And the only tune my guitar could play
Was "The Old Cruel Rain And The Wind"

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): BOB DYLAN