Text: Sandy Denny. Percy's Song.

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
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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?
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Manslaughter in the highest degree
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I sat down and wrote the best words I could write
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Explaining to the judge I'd be there on wednesday night
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Without a reply, I left by the moon
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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
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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
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There was four persons killed and he was at the wheel
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But I knew him as good as I'm knowing myself
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And he wouldn't harm a life that belonged to someone else
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The judge he spoke out of the side of his mouth

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Saying ``the witness who saw, he left without doubt''
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That may be true, he's got a sentence to serve
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But ninety-nine years he just don't deserve
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Too late, too late, for his case it is sealed
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His sentence it is passed and cannot be repealed
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But he ain't no criminal and his crime it is none
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What happened to him could happen to anyone
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At that the judge jerked forward and his face it did freeze
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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
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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
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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''