Ring Them Bells
by Bob Dylan
From the album: Oh Mercy
Duration: 03:00
Lyrics for Ring Them Bells
Ring them bells, ye heathen From the city that dreams Ring them bells from the sanctuaries And ross the valleys and streams For they're deep and they're wide And the world's on its side And time is runnin' backwards And so is the bride Ring them bells St. Peter Where the four winds blow Ring them bells with an iron hand So the people will know Oh, it's rush hour now On the wheel and the plow And the sun is goin' down Upon the sacred cow Ring them bells Sweet Martha For the poor man's son Ring them bells so the world will know That God is one Oh the shepherd is asleep Where the willows weep And the mountains are filled With lost sheep Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf Ring them bells for all of us who are left Ring them bells for the chosen few Who will judge the many When the game is through Ring them bells for the time that flies For the child that cries When innocence dies Ring them bells St. Catherine From the top of the room Ring them from the fortress For the lilies that bloom Oh, the lines are long And the fight is strong And they're breakin' down the distance Between right and wrong