G F G There was a wicked messenger F From Eli he did come G With a mind that multiplied the smallest matter G When questioned who had sent for him F He answered with his thumb G For his tongue it could not speak, but only flatter G F G G He stayed behind the assembly hall F It was there he made his bed G Oftentimes he could be seen returning G Until one day he just appeared F With a note in his hand which read G "The soles of my feet, I swear they're burning" G F G G Oh, the leaves began to falling F And the seas began to part G And the people that confronted him were many G And he was told but these few words F Which opened up his heart G "If ye cannot bring good news, then don't bring any" G F G
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