Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Robert Hunter
A new song Hunter introduced in his fall 1998 tour.
Run Elijah, Elijah run
You've been hanging out since he was born
Where death is a lover
And daylight a whore
Say what you believe
Don't say any more
You must defend yourself
But a word to the wise
Don't hit below the belt
Go for the eyes
Run Elijah, Elijah run
You've been hanging out since he was born
A child of the century
No better, no worse
You mumble your lines
You never rehearse
You've got a lot to say
You can say that again
They've never heard of you
Too bad for them
Run Elijah, Elijah run
You've been hanging out since he was born
A nymph of the dark side
Stretches and yawns
Awakes in the shadows
Like a bird to the dawn
She's got your fate designed
Knows all your crimes
She's read your whole report
One lie at a time
Run Elijah, Elijah run
Out here in the rubble
Not much to refuse
Just you and your double
Love, death and the blues
Something wicked this way comes
Wearing no face
Who's turn is it, your's or mine,
To be replaced?
Run Elijah, Elijah run
The day you dreaded has finally come
Run Elijah, Elijah run
Run Elijah, Elijah run
Stack them up Monday
Tuesday you fall
Winner be damned
It's loser takes all
You trumped the devil's ace
With a wave of your hand
Spit in your killer's face
I don't ask for that
Run Elijah, Elijah run
Run Elijah, Elijah run
Waded the rivers
Oceans of blood
Washed up in Natchez
The year of the flood
You've got your scars of war
Love bites to the soul
You've got what you came here for
You'd better roll
Run Elijah, Elijah run
You've been hanging out since you was born
Run Elijah, Elijah run
Run Elijah, Elijah run